Hey VMAs, welcome back to New York City!
My friend Victoria and I headed up to Rockefeller Center in an attempt to quench our celebrity sighting thirst. Little did we know, the VMAs are the biggest thing to ever happen, ever. There were hundreds of NYPD herding people around like cattle. We roamed around for a bit, but saw nothing. We could hear crowd cheers everytime someone exited an SUV, but that was about it. We also heard Fergie's performance, but saw no London Bridge.
After about an hour of wading through thousands of people, we decided to save what was left of our dignity and just watch the rest of the show from the comfort of our floors (we are too poor to own furniture in NYC).