muah-ha-ha-ha!

The Moonday event last night was oodles of fun. It was the first time I had been to the "new" Fenix, and my goodness, is it a nice space. Three levels, wide stairs, a very nice dance floor, lots of little alcoves for conversation and people watching. I'm going to try to go to more events there, oh yes indeed.

The reason I am mad with power is because, well ... you see, I knew that [livejournal.com profile] lady3 and [livejournal.com profile] hereticsaint planned on having me (as Mayor of Fashion City -- hee!) handing out little certificates to people wearing outfits I liked and approved of. I did NOT know that they also had planned on giving me a cordless microphone. One of the punishments the Fashion Police could inflict on wrong-doers was to drag them over to me, at which point the poor creatures had to suffer being carted on stage, lectured by me about whatever fashion crime they had been ticketed for, and then apologizing for their crimes before being allowed to slink away.

(A slight pause while that sinks in, and I cackle maniacally)

So, needless to say, I had a GRAND time. Any club night where I get to play Fashion Dictator is a Good Night for me. All of the Fashion Victims were very good sports about all of it, even the two suburban frat-boy looking types who had wandered into the Fenix on a whim (they were *confused* by it all, oh yes, but good sports).

A big big thank you to [livejournal.com profile] lady3 and [livejournal.com profile] hereticsaint for organizing the whole thing! I'd also like to thank and hug my wonderful friends who agreed to be my "entourage" (hee!): [livejournal.com profile] minim_calibre, [livejournal.com profile] balzacq, [livejournal.com profile] morfydd, [livejournal.com profile] attictroll, [livejournal.com profile] domichan, and [livejournal.com profile] dporowski.

Again! Again! Wanna do it again!

From: [identity profile] cupcake-goth.livejournal.com


1:20-ish. How sleep-deprived are you feeling?

Thank you again for the lift there. Give your hubby a smooch for me.

From: [identity profile] cupcake-goth.livejournal.com


cackles

I promise I will start coming out to more events. I had a blast.

From: [identity profile] darkmane.livejournal.com


Right, where are my yellow plaid pants and my flourescent green shirt? Must fight the Fashion Nazis!!

;-)

From: [identity profile] djeternaldarkne.livejournal.com


Glad you had a good time dearest. You'll be out tomorrow and friday, yes?

From: [identity profile] noisedesign.livejournal.com


Now I'm really upset that I couldn't teleport my leather kilted ass up there!

From: [identity profile] luchog.livejournal.com


Heh. That was lots of fun. Those of us modeling in the fashion show had a hard time catching most of your bits; but the ones we did see were great. That poor guy in the "fish" outfit especially.

Definitely need to do that again.

From: [identity profile] cupcake-goth.livejournal.com


Fish are for keeping as pets or eating as sushi. We do not wear them.

From: [identity profile] metkat.livejournal.com


rats- I should have gone. I could have worn my fishnet chaps with the fringe down the outside of the legs combined with a little g-string with min-handcuffs dangling in front of the pouch.

From: [identity profile] sistawendy.livejournal.com


That thumping sound you hear from the east is me, kicking myself for not being there.

From: [identity profile] attictroll.livejournal.com


Sooo glad I didn't give you an excuse to attack me with a wetnap as I had planned.

From: [identity profile] weaselmom.livejournal.com


So how was the smokiness quotient? That's the main thing that keeps me out of the clubs. That and getting up early in the morning to go to work. Oh, and being terrified of not having anything good enough to wear.

And what was the music like?

Soooo glad you had fun!

From: [identity profile] cupcake-goth.livejournal.com


Smokiness was so-so. Certainly less than the Mercury, probably about the same as the Vogue on any Wed. night.

You have perfectly lovely things you could wear, and I know it. You're just being a worry-wart.

The music was pretty good; I didn't dance at all, 'cos I was wearing non-dancing footwear and was too busy handing out awards or lecturing people. But I did hear several songs I would have danced to.

From: [identity profile] pandarus.livejournal.com


See, you're all disarming and adorable with the gleeful squeeage, and yet I must confess to quaking in my boots at the prospect of the fasion police.

I think my ideal ensemble would involve a cloak of invisibility, so that I could appreciate your magnificent garb without feeling too bad about whatever I happened to be wearing. Yes.

The Cat Daniel agrees, as he (like some wealthy bdsm matron) only ever wears a fur coat and a collar. (He's presently trying to sit in my arms as I type, which is cuter than cute.)

From: [identity profile] pandarus.livejournal.com


...and the fashion police are even scarier than the fasion police.

Stupid typing. Stupid keyboard. Stupid kittycat.

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