Malaysian-International Fashion Week

Apart from the cutie boys that day at the Yel­low Army Grad­u­a­tion par­ty, there was Han­nah Tan, Mum­bai and lot­sa games and activ­i­ties.

It was all fun and games.

The sto­ry was a lit­tle dif­fer­ent the week before.

It was the Malaysian-Inter­na­tion­al Fash­ion Week orga­nized by M-IFA. Think of it as the Gram­my Awards for fash­ion.

There I was, alone at Pavil­ion. My friends that had promised to come to the Fash­ion Show with me could not make it.

I was hun­gry, I thought per­haps a nice meal could help with the dis­gust that I had at that time on my friend that had missed our out­ing togeth­er; and a meal I had.

I thought the place was invi­ta­tion only. Yet I am see­ing flock of peo­ple at the place, sign­ing up at the entrance with “Pho­to Kaki” cre­den­tials as media accred­i­ta­tion.

Much to my sur­prise, the show was tad bor­ing. Bor­ing in a way that the mod­els looked messy. The designs were good. It was a show­case of local design­ers, or some­thing. I was being pushed by peo­ple, peo­ple shoot­ing me off and stuffs. Yes, these pho­tog­ra­phers who has got fake media accred­i­ta­tion shooed me off because I was a guest, and I was sit­ting by the stairs, mind­ing my own busi­ness. Per­haps it was because my cam­era were big­ger than theirs.

I got bored, not being able to enjoy the fash­ion show like how I want­ed to, I walked around, sat the the place where I was sup­posed to seat, oogle at some cute guys, look­ing at the clue­less peo­ple, look­ing at some of the not so well dressed guests. I kept my big cam­era, and whip out my cam­era phone, I feel more into place than the oth­ers, with­out the big big bulky black box thing.

I enjoyed myself, not the fash­ion show, albeit it could have been bet­ter.

Maybe, we can try tomor­row. Or per­haps, I am bet­ter off sleep­ing at home. We will see.

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One Response to Malaysian-International Fashion Week

  1. patric December 17, 2009 at 2:41 am #

    hey cedric ..nice pho­to…

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