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sᴛᴏʀᴍʙᴏʀɴ. ([personal profile] jalan) wrote in [community profile] maskormenacelogs2017-04-16 01:20 pm

open.

WHO: Daenerys Targaryen and anyone who enjoys looking pretty and open bars.
WHERE: Venice Theater House, Heropa.
WHEN: April 14.
WHAT: The fashion label launch of STORMBORN X MARQ: a show, a drink, and some dancing. While some invites were dispersed amongst acquaintances to ensure imPort presence (and, frankly, moral support), the doors are open free of charge to any imPort dressed to impress, and word is quick to travel. You are most invited to make an appearance!
WARNINGS: n/a

It's here, the fashion event of the season! Local Floridian designer who exclusively goes by De Marq has teamed up with imPort Daenerys Targaryen to bring you the most exciting luxury transdimensional fashion label that America has yet seen! Or so the promotional material may tell you. Hosted at the Venice Theater House, the venue is glitzy, buzzy with excitement, and plagued with natives who are probably only somewhat understanding of the fact a lot of you are probably recovering from or are still in the middle of a dream sickness!

Whoops. But the show must go on.
THE SHOW;
After a little preliminary mingling, guests are invited into the showroom and seated onto elevated rows where you may find yourself in conversation with aloof designers, prying journalists, and fellow imPorts alike. The stage is glossy white and silver, and becomes the single lightsource (save for the glittery pop of cameras). Most of the women who walk are models, professional and sleek and six foot tall. Among them, however, are also imPorts -- any imPort lady who wished to volunteer her time and grace ahead of time will find herself squeezed into the most likely dress and directed down the catwalk. The cameras tend to frenzy whenever a more familiar face marches down the stage, and Daenerys among them to finish the show, her stride practiced and her smile only a little ironic. The clothing is sleek, in colours of black, white, and metallics, and sheer illusions and patterns. It ranges from evening gown to business attire (allegedly), and the heels tend towards tall.

And if you need an excuse to participate, the luxury tokens and vouchers gifted each model might win you over. It is, after all, for a good cause! The good cause being Through The Glass, which Daenerys explains in a brief speech in the show's conclusion, before passing the mic to a spokesperson.

But never mind all that. The free champagne is just outside.
THE AFTERPARTY;
A wide open space hosts the muddle of media and party goers, although much of the press is ushered out after the first half an hour so that networking opportunity can transform into celebration. The champagne, as mentioned, is free, offered in tall glasses on serving platters, but a bar for anything more particular is set up towards the back of the room. Food is bite-sized and adventurous, mostly vegetarian, seafood, or dessert. A live DJ ensures that all awkward pauses are underscored by pulsing music. You still know where you are, though, with curtain banners erected displaying the relevant brand of STORMBORN X MARQ, some with Daenerys herself photographed, others with ambient art backdrops of storms and lightning and other expected aesthetics. Models mingle, wearing cocktail dresses from the collection.

Dancing is permissable but most people seem more inclined to chatter, despite Dany's hopes and dreams. There is a lot of group selfie-taking, giving the impression that this is a specifically influential social media event, and a lot of conversation revolves around what everyone is wearing, the fashion staples of other worlds, and critique and commentary on the event itself.

The afterparty is also a silent auction, set up on tables out of the way, security guards presiding over the items on display, from necklaces to perfumes, from fashion show tickets to expensive dinners in New York City, or an exclusive fitting with De Marq himself, and of course, some items from the collection. All proceeds go to Through The Glass. Every now and then, someone raises a glass to an especially generous donation, and polite applause breaks up the conversations.
AND BEYOND;
And if you need an escape for all this glamour, empty balconies, a courtyard, and the side alley where smokers huddle might be your speed. All of the signage inside, too, make for quick little escapes if you need to step aside, make a call, or duck out of the way of a particularly determined gossip columnist.
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[personal profile] trouvaille 2017-04-17 03:02 am (UTC)(link)
"Do you fucking mind?"

--speaking of deciding to intervene, Gwen - wrapped in a robe over her knickers, ready to be laced into the equally affronting little dress and coat that make up her own runway look when time gets tighter - is right there with her sharp elbows and a finger jutting directly under the taller woman's chin.

"I don't know if you've been paying attention," in highest form, dripping elegant condescension, "but we're all doing this for charity. Wonderful people, TTLG, supporting women to get work? Why don't you fuck off over there and think about whether or not you want your picture taken supporting their work or needing their help?"

Or, in layman's terms: bitch I will have your arse fired so hard and so fast your extensions will still be here when the rest of you leaves.
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[personal profile] flowerette 2017-04-17 03:53 am (UTC)(link)
Oh, Gwen is absolutely Raina's hero. Raina couldn't hide the expression of delight as she watched the exchange between them. And that camera zoomed right in on Gwen, who managed to look as amazing on film as she did in person by some miracle. The model in question scoffed, however. "And who the fuck are you, huh? You think because you're some imPort you're all big and hot? Let me tell you, that's about the only reason either of you are in the show. Because otherwise, you'd sure as shit never make it as a model."

Raina gave Gwen a look at the stupidity of this girl's claims. "Seems to me like she's choosing the second option you gave her." Turning back toward the mirror, Raina begins to line her lips. "It's going to be a real pity for her when she outgrows her looks."
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[personal profile] trouvaille 2017-04-17 04:02 am (UTC)(link)
Once Gwen is safely the subject of ire, and not Raina - her head tilts and, probably somewhat infuriatingly, much of her irritation melts into the sort of cruel amusement that makes it so easy to dismiss the other woman as beneath responding directly to with less than a look. She leans against Raina's vanity, tilting backwards slightly into her eyeline, and pulls a most melodramatic face--

"And here I will never make it as a mouthy coathanger. Whatever shall I do." Her fingers catch on the sleeve of a passing dresser-- "Would you be an absolute darling and write down that girl's name for me? I just think Daenerys might not want to use her again."

The motto of posh girls the world over: if at first you don't succeed, pull rank.
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[personal profile] flowerette 2017-04-18 03:54 am (UTC)(link)
"Some very lucrative and successful career, probably." Raina retorts in response to Gwen's comment, lips pursing in amusement. It's hard to walk the fine line between making good TV, telling someone off and still coming across as lovable for it. Raina has to keep some of her more catty comments to herself. But she's sure Gwen knows what she's thinking. And that's this girl is going to pay. And probably in more ways than just being removed from Dany's future modeling list.

But upon being asked to write down the name, Raina answers. "With pleasure." Grabbing a tissue and some eyeliner, she makes do with what she has and jots down the name. "You know, for someone who despises imPorts, she certainly had no qualms about signing up to do the show. It must be that she despises imPorts only when it's convenient."

The girl, throwing a temper tantrum now, gets up to her feet and throws some of the provided makeup on the floor. "No! It's just you two bitches that I can't stand!"
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[personal profile] trouvaille 2017-04-18 05:42 am (UTC)(link)
Not prepared to fuck up either of their makeup for anything less than an actual crisis, Gwen kisses the air near Raina's cheek as she takes the tissue and tucks it carefully between her smartphone and its case for safekeeping. Walking that line is a fucking tight-rope act, and she's - well, she doesn't want to be lovable, per se, but there's a good television moment and then there's getting a little too much attention for her edges when it had been fifty percent affront on Raina's behalf and fifty percent a cannily spotted opportunity to push Daenerys' charitable agenda. Neither of which are going to catapult her to any kind of personal stardom, but actually hauling off and landing one on this overpriced doll's jaw might do--

She ignores the part of her that thinks: soft flesh easily torn she'd have something to fucking cry about then, but her teeth dig into her lip for a moment before she says -

"My mother," very ruminatively, not deigning to turn her attention back to the fit being thrown a matter of feet away from her, "always said that children should be seen and not heard. I would hate to be in her mother's shoes, watching this later. Wouldn't you just be so disappointed?"
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[personal profile] flowerette 2017-04-22 02:04 am (UTC)(link)
Raina lets out a short, but admittedly haughty laugh. This woman was probably in her mid-twenties, and Gwen had just relegated her to being a child. There was something delightful about that. "Disappointed, sure. Embarrassed? Absolutely. To know someone so embarrassing came out of my loins, well -- it would be absolutely mortifying." And Raina, too, talks as though the model with an attitude doesn't exist. This, in turn, pisses the girl off and she effectively trashes her work station before storming off to bitch VERY LOUDLY at some of the other girls.

Raina spares a glance toward Gwen, amusement glinting in her dark eyes. "I highly doubt she's going to be finding work in the near future." One model's career completely ruined in a matter of minutes. Just another day in the life of Raina and Gwen.
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[personal profile] trouvaille 2017-05-01 03:21 am (UTC)(link)
Gwen doesn't do anything so gauche as turn to watch, but the way her eyes track in the mirror -

Well, you have to enjoy the small victories where they come. There's an adrenaline rush of satisfaction, and maybe if she were somebody else then after the comedown she'd feel badly, think twice about ruining someone's career over a temper tantrum, but maybe girlfriend should've thought twice about throwing one in the first place. Maybe she needs to learn to be humble, and Gwen's just an instrument of whatever higher - haha, no, but it was hilarious, so who cares.

She uncaps, finally, the lipstick that she'd been about to touch up before she'd stomped over to intervene, and swipes it over her lower lip before saying, "What a shame," brightly. "I hope they don't have too hard a time finding some other girl who can wear clothes and walk in a straight line."