On Sunday, October 5, MAD Agency presented the Alphamale and Blacklace show. This was a little different from the usual MAD production, as it took place at the designers' sim, and not at KMADD City. It was a capacity event, and throughout the evening the sim teetered precariously on the edge of a crash. It never did crash, and we all got to be entertained in the very beautiful interiors of the Alphamale and Blacklace building.
Tschey showed us that we can wear black accessories with brown, at least just for now, anyway.
Boe was able to get it up, despite the lag. The umbrella was animated and scripted.
Risa was the first of the ladies to present the Blacklace collection. Unfortunately, she moved before the intricate detailing rezzed properly, so all I got was this "way down yonder" shot.
Cut to: real life. Scene: author had just returned from his bike ride, wearing nothing but running shoes and nylon gym shorts, a light layer of perspiration covering his tan, freshly pumped body...he was hungry, and needed a shower...
OK, snap back to Second Life...
I went AFK during the Blacklace part of the show, as I was still pretty funky from my cardio routine, and was starving. Good thing this isn't a fashion article. I got back to the PC just in time to hear Mariska Simons tell us that the party was "next door." Like most people, I was having a hard time finding the actual door.
We managed to make it over to the very elegant lounge, which turned out really was next to the fashion show room, and DJ Kromus, who DJ'd and narrated the show in voice, got the party going with that thing he does (no, not THAT, the OTHER thing). I don't know if he was teensy tiny on my screen, or if he was doing the hula-hoop, or didn't know how to edit his belt properly. Judging by the number of IM comments I had received from various spectators throughout the evening ("OMG that collar is sooooo not right!!!") about improperly fitted prim collars, I think this condition may be the "New Ruth." I'll have to come up with a term to describe this phenomenon when the universe speaks to me and tells me what said phenomenon wants to be called.
There's Alphamale designer Yelmer Pfeffer and Blacklace designer Mariska Simons, in the black lace. Yelmer gave us all some lovely shirts from his collection, the one with the mysterious collar. Mariska may have given out some smexy lingerie, but either I accidentally declined mine or she didn't think I would do a bra and panties any justice.
Another of the "New Ruth" conditions is the one that told me it wants to be called "lag induced gapingholitis (gaping hole-itis), but will answer to just "gapingholitis." There is usually just one at every big event, and it's usually just on the person's screen who is seeing it. This time, Mariska was the victim of gapingholitis.
Gapingholitis is getting more brazen, as it is now infecting two avatars at a time, and is going for the big shots. As if infecting one of the event's designers wasn't ballsy enough, it even infected one of the gawdfathers of fashion, Captain Kwirk. There's Hollywood Gestures CEO Blazin Aubret in the black dress, coming dangerously close to an ariola expose'.
Sunshine wasn't suffering from gapingholitis this time, and Gay Hummm managed to make me hate him by showing up in formal attire that wasn't black. /Me makes mental note to stalk his ass next time he goes shopping...
Madison managed to keep the cucina under wraps this time, although just barely. One wrong move would have exposed her hoo-haw to the hee-haws. She's very sweet, and is now in the habit of IM'ing me at parties to inform me that her girls are in their room.
Emery designer Serjordan Bonetto showed up, and I believe that's Muism's new scarf around his neck. I guess this answers the question of, "what designers do designers wear?"
Boe had been talking about flashing something to someone during the party, which I had discovered after unminimizing the chat window (which I do so I can get the nametags in the shots without having all the chat show up, too). I had my cam on his ass for a while waiting for the next flashing. Unfortunately, as it turned out, it was just some flash of light bullshit thing.
