KriSTAR Design from Oslo Fashiom Week 2010

You know what? Pride be damned! Here are the pictures from the KriSTAR Design runway show. Is it just me or does the whole insanity happening on my head remove some focus from the clothing?

Yes, my conehead is crooked, but my brain still works!

Did you know this was actually the first time I wore a wig with another wig on top of that wig?
The photographer is trying to figure out what colour underwear I had on since the pants actually allow for that to be seen.
I was wearing a black thong.
Oh, would you look at that, my wigsssss have dandruff.
It is very unprofessional to walk the runway with your mouth open, but frankly my cold did not allow me breath orally and the swastika-looking thing glued to my lips felt like it was going to fall off!
I look like a short hairy-chested Russian business woman.
My HUGE head.
I seem to have stepped in some snow/dandruff.
She has got quite a bit more dandruff than me.
Have I seen Blossoms mother wearing this? (Blossom didn't have a mother!)
Or maybe Prince, only a different colour of course..?
Yup, there it is!
Ooooooh, that is a mean case of man-face!

Words cannot describe how happy I am that this show was the one show I could find bunches of images of myself. "Who needs make-up on the runway when your wearing a wig?" they said, their evil plan lurking to the surface. "Invite as many of your frinds and family as you want.." Their eyes red with explosive hi-jinx. "It's coing to be an amazing show, with snow" They rimed as they whispered under their breath sweet words of "You need to loose weight; IN A WEEK" to the girls less violently skinny than me.

And as we warily approached them to be dressed to impress (the handful people in the audience) they said: "Here are some coats for you to wear, REAL fur coats for you to wear!" With a witch-cackle and a twenty-something son taking pictures of us while we undressed you must understand that this was not my best modelling experience.

The show was almost cancelled because of their inappropriate behavior during the process, but the young man with an eye for naked models promised the pictures would never see the light of day, only the light of his room... The show was a success and I realized how little I and those around me like to be yelled at in a foreign language and sit on our asses for hours without knowing what is going on.

Hare Krishna

Siren