Yup that's me. I dunno to be aghast or accept the inevitable that this is me and there's no running away from that obvious. Anyhows the question that might run through your mind is "What in God's name is that woman wearing and why?' Well to cut a long story short, I was co MC to the XYBASE Gala Night 2008 (in other words the Annual Dinner) We had a Black Tie Red Carpet theme. Now don't get me wrong ya. I understand what Black Tie is ... but Red Carpet??? Initially when I couldn't find me a sack to fit for the evening, I did consider buying myself a length of red carpeting and creatively wrapping it unto myself but it seems nobody else saw the humour in that suggestion - so the plan was ditched!So I had to endure the trauma of searching for something to wear. Thankfully I dragged Ping around with me and scoured the outlets that carried plus sizes - YEAH! *sigh* I might be short, but am a plus sized gal what else can I say...
Eventually we stumbled into this outlet in 1 Utama called FYI and praise all Gods! On their display pane it said up to XXXL - I felt saving grace was close at hand ... all digits crossed.
We tried a couple of traditional blacks. Naah!
We tried a matt toga off shoulder type requiring a shawl and a little more cleavage . Naah!
We tried the blue grey version of this - aha we might have a winner here ... the lady insists I try this colour and after I put it on - yup we've got a winner here. So we bought it then and there and refused to think about were there better buys anywhere else.
I mean if you come in my figure 8 type body shape - you can forget off the rack type dresses being easy finds ... I was happy with my hole in the pocket ... I needed silver strappy heels now (which incidentally I never got around to getting so instead I settled for black strappy heels which I already had)
I had big ambitions for the night to make me hair all bouncy coiffured curls but as Lady Luck would have being co MC meant I had to bloody be there for rehearsals at 11am in the morning. GEDANGIT!!! another scrapped plan.
Thankfully, there was a delightful room on the 30th floor of the Hotel Imperial Kuala Lumpur to shower and doll myself up best I can. Again seeing as I am averse to cosmetic of any kind, my kit consisted of moisturiser, baby powder, some blusher which I doubled up as eye-shadow in triplicate layering ... and plain shiny lip gloss ... and a stroke or two of black mascara. I was done after blow drying my hair best I could and a bit of hair spray to TRY and keep it from fuzzing out ... and ta-daaa end result Me looking like any other day except I am in a glittery dress.
The rest of the girls in the room and at one point I think there must have been at least 10 or more dressing up. I picked my stuff up and headed to the ballroom for last minute preps. There was a make-up artist in the room doing her job for a fee but I opted out of it because like I said I am averse to goop on my face and I react badly to generically used goop - so plain me is happy me :))
The make up lady asked me if I wanted her services. Pennies aside, I said no thanks am happy as is. And she said in Malay that I had a lovely face shape and a little make up would highlight my pluses - now other than being plus sized, I think there are NO pluses present - I smiled a nervous smile and edged out the door fast as I could and I did realise that I had a flush of red in my cheeks - I was a tad embarrassed if that was a sincere compliment.
I had fun that evening despite several hiccups. My co MC Murad is an old colleague and we got on pretty well no 'primadonna' instances :)) and I did manage to hop around like a crazed cow on the dance floor for 15mins at the end of the night and YES my office mates now think I am absolutely insane.
That's Murad and me before the evening kicked off and that was a long evening of standing with bloody mikes in our faces and a strobe light blinding us. *sigh* the Perils of Glamour ehehehehehe
That was the Annual Dinner after I think 6 years and it could have been better but it was overall a fun and pleasant evening.
Was my first MC job ... can't tell if anyone was impressed with our effort but I had fun despite the aching feet and back. For a few short moments it felt like I was living my Radio DJ dream only I was the MC ...
Here's to more dinners, more 'glam type' assignments and here's to enjoying living life and being me ... that's what it's all about in the end isn't it - living this one life, and painting our canvas with memories ...
Happy Weekend ya'll ...
