One thing I'll take note of and remember for subsequent years is to pack for hot weather when visiting New York City in July. During my recent trip there I did the usual English thing and took with me plenty of jeans and t-shirts and a zoot suit for the ceremony. Landing at Newark airport, it was anounced that the current temperature was in excess of 90 degrees and due to get hotter over the next few days. And it did.
Thankfully the Grand Hyatt on E. 42nd Street came with tip-top A/C so it was comfortable in the hotel itself. Totally different story when you stepped outside into the blistering heat. But that wasn't what hit me most, but the intense humidity.
This is my excuse for the excessive perspiration. If I met you whilst in New York, or you noticed me across the crowded halls, I was the big Englishman with the strangely Scottish accent (apparently) and flat top hairstyle, generally mopping my overheated brow with a sopping tissue.
Believe me; the bucketloads of sweat had nothing to do with the excitement (read as anxiety) of the upcoming awards ceremony ;-)
For those of you who had to witness me in Bermuda shorts and stained shirt - I apologise.