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Tuesday, August 26, 2008
the wardroblings @ zouk 8:54 pm
For the second time in the past week, it was Zouk night again for me - last Friday was the premiere of the Wardrobe 2008 fashion showcase in Zouk with FurrMuse and Pouf! I agreed to help out with the preshow segment - The Wardroblings, featuring the upcoming local designers.
I wasn't too keen on my outfit, makeup and hair (you'll see why in a bit) - everything was too over-the-top and avant-garde for me, which, well, isn't all that surprising since I was modelling for the avant-garde category. Still, a fashion show is all about the clothes anyway and not quite about us, and so as long as we make the clothes look good on stage...it's good enough.
A warning before you scroll down though - I really did look very scary that night! So be prepared and don't laugh or choke too hard at the photos!
Before the show - we had so much time on our hands because all we did was wait, wait and wait in between doing our hair and makeup as well as rehearsals before the show finally started. In fact, there was so much time that the stylists decided to change my hairstyle thrice before the show!
That was my original hairstyle - don't we all look like we just emerged from some random Chinese martial arts movie? Just put us in the robes and we'll fit right in.
These are some photos of us on the catwalk that I managed to scavenge off various places. I was in a Siamese-twin outfit! And my Siamese twin for the day was Michelle, two years my junior from RJ. Speaking of RJ, it was like a mini JC gathering there for us across the batches - so many of the models for Wardroblings were from RJ because most of us were roped in by Charlotte. Small world huh.
After the show - ran out to find the darlings who came to support me! CHECK OUT MY CRAZY HAIR AND DRAG QUEEN MAKEUP! I totally had pineapple hair, man.
A special thanks to the boyfriend, Shan, Bel, Miche, Kemmy & Daniel for coming down to watch the show! <3
I promptly went to search for a toilet to get rid of the crazy hair and take off some of my makeup. It was so thick that a lot of people couldn't recognize me! All the girls trooped off to the toilet with me because I needed all the help I could get to take off the 285729587 pins they stuck in my hair and wash off the 25872958kg of hairspray. After spending a couple of minutes in the toilet, I figured we were fighting a losing battle because my hair essentially looked like this:
I gave up and tied it all up into a normal ponytail and headed back into Zouk to grab some drinks (read: use up our drink coupons) and enjoy the music (House, but was surprisingly good I thought).
Met some of the other girls from the show at the bar again!
Returned to my friends - and here are all us girls together...
And all us boys together! (Look at my impressively manly bulging biceps flexed and ready in attempt to be as guy as possible in this picture.
Photos with the boyfriend...
On our way out of Zouk, I bumped into Cherlyn too! Miss Singapore World University Queen 2008 - congrats, babe! ;)
Look - this is my friend, Mr. Snail, who spent way too long crawling from one side of the pavement to the other I was so tempted to lend him a hand and dump him on the grass in case he got stepped on - but I decided maybe I shouldn't touch a slimy snail right before supper, hmm?
I've had an exciting week/weekend, really - too exciting, in fact, that I'd lost my voice somewhere along the way. Throat started feeling iffy on Wednesday (lack of sleep and water, etc etc) yet we went to mambo, attended the Save our Salsa party at Azzucar on Thursday and oh boy I'm glad I did because the music rocked! Friday's Wardrobling show finally did me in though, and Saturday I still had a performance with Marc at St. James Powerhouse for the NUS Science Faculty freshman bash, which certainly didn't help my poor throat. So for now, I can only whisper or croak very unglamorously to people.
Oh well, it's the price to pay for fun I suppose!