Friday, October 27, 2006

M.A.C. Chinese Dress Party

Last night, thanks to my friend Ophelia, I had an invitation + one to the M.A.C. Cosmetics Chinese Dress event on Robertson. Yes, many other much more fabulous LA people—they were the ones dressed in all black—had invites as well, but it was very cool to savor the concept of being able to say "my name's on the list."

Chinese Dress, for those of you who don't know, is the latest M.A.C. body painting show that's circulating. The concept is the sensuality and beauty of the Qi Pao, or traditional Chinese dress. The models are wearing thongs and pasties. Everything else you see (except the headdresses) has been painted on using MAC cosmetics.

It's amazing and gorgous and very, very sexy. Accompanied by dark lighting, pounding bass, and attractive shirtless men serving finger foods. (The red raspberry fortune cookies were my favorite.)

Anyway, clandestine photos taken with my phone. They're not blurry, I swear. They're Spy Chic.


Frozen forever in time, this maiden from 1923 smiles out into the future. (And let me tell you, not only was she the prettiest model, she was the only one who looked like she was having a good time. Dude, this girl was working it.)


The year is 2714, and China has entered its third golden empire. Its forces have subdued the rebellious West, and its top general celebrates in a bar. This golden cyborg beauty dances for him.


The Peony twins are renown throughout the Orient for their skills as assassins. The Chinese mafia killed their parents when they four, and they have sworn revenge. Tonight, they stalk the leader of Los Angeles' branch of that mafia. Their triumphant smiles a sign that they've spotted him across the room.




The little Chinese mermaid. Should she fail to capture the heart of her prince by the end of the show, she'll be reduced to foam upon the ocean. If you listen you can hear the roar of the waves....



Madame Wu, mistress of the night, beckons to lonely strangers in crowded bars. They disappear into the shadows and she returns, her hunger sated. But what of the missing men? Count the crystals that line her gown, over 1200 souls that have drown in her fathomless eyes.

Much better photos available on the official website, but their stories aren't nearly as fun.

4 comments:

Rae said...

YAY! I got chills reading your descriptions! That was more fun than the event!

Katy said...

This is very, very cool. :D

Rae said...

"(Aren't we bitter, horrible people?)"

But we have so much fun!

Rachel Vincent said...

Wow. Just...wow.