Fashion Show? Sure! Of course! Why not? It's Moscow after all...

It's Friday October 26th, and as of this moment in time, I am able to say that:

-I have BEEN to a fasion show!

(- and that I have walked home from Red Square in heels: OUCH!)

friends: I'm talkin' catwalk, bright lights, crazy outfits, banboo stick women strutting their stuff for people to gawk at and clap at. That's right friends, RIGHT out of Fashion File: the show you can't stand, but for SOME reason, can't not peel your eyes away for at least a few minutes. Fashion File: Moscow version.

I must thank my Swiss flatmate as he's strangely connected to people who can hook us up with second row seats to a fairly prestigious fashion show.

Hell, we dressed up; I hadn't dressed up this much since the last wedding I was at, and I felt somewhat unfashionable. (Me, unfashionable? Guffah!

hahahahhahahahAHHA

I just said guffah! ahhaha)

anyway,

it was REALLY cool actually...and really interesting.

things to note:

1) the women weren't actually STICKS...they weren't as skinny as some can be, which is good, although women their size still count for about 0.01% of the female population.

2) One of the models had a whoopsy; her boob popped out!!! hahhaa She had to nonchalantly adjust her shirt as she walked down the catwalk.

3) some models WALK/BOB quite a bit down that walkway. BOBBING up and down to the tune of the house music. It's quite unnatural.

4) it was really cool to see the models so up close...I know this sounds stupid, but to see that they are REAL people. In REAL time. REALLY.

I was so close, I could see their hair strands sticking up...thread from the fabric of the materials.

5) I mock the tackiness of fashion shows, and granted, there were tacky things I could NEVER imagine anyone sane wearing, but for 70% of the stuff I saw, it was actually nice! There was this really cool skirt/shirt thing. I realize tho that I can't describe it better than I just did, so you'll have to take my word for it.

anyway, all in all, that was my friday night.

I'm going out to get a 1Gig Ram for zoe tomorrow. What do I mean? 1? gig? ram? ahaha honestly, I have no idea. I'm just listening my new Swedish programer friend who's helping me heal her a bit. Arahghh...computer stuff.

Is one gig enough? What? ...I'm so computer NUL, but I trust the guy. He CLICKS windows and tabs, checking numbers on my computer in a VERY knowing manner.

(Sorry pete, zoe had to find herself another man to take care of her! Don't feel TOO bad...know that IF she was in Australia, she'd let no other man touch her! HAHAHA)

hugs all around

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patey:]