Stylo Fashion Grand Prix 2014 Day 1 / HIAO PO MODE, ON!

March 26, 2014
Mercedes-Benz Stylo Fashion Grand Prix (or as I prefer to call it, 'F1 Fashion Week') opened on Monday with 'A Stylish Slumber Featuring Men and...more Men'.


Well, this certainly went some way toward picking up my mood and banishing the blues.

All the repressed and sexually-frustrated Datins and hiao pos (including yours truly) of K.L approve.

The dress code and theme du nuit was sleepwear. It was quite amusing seeing some guests show up in nighties, teddies, and little silk slips (there is a very thin line between provocative and trashy. Even in the dark there's no mistaking polyester for silk). As I tend to sleep naked even in winter, adhering to the dress code would be impossible less I get arrested for indecent exposure. I could have worn my next favourite pyjamas, tapi baju tidur saya semua berlubang dan dicemar air liur. So...no.


I kept it understated in black with gold accents. The whole ensemble was simple and demure, like what mummy always looks like when she heads straight from the boardroom to her social events. Saya menyamar sebagai mak saya. 

Louis Vuitton dress / Louis Vuitton Capucines / Hermes enamel bracelet / Ted Baker heels 


I also touched up my hair colour at home with two boxes of Liese's 'black tea brown' but I just can't get a perfect coverage. So much for trying to be low maintenance, I should just embrace who I am and accept that not everyone is born equal.





Waiting for the show to start, with Nana my little sister and fellow lush. 

The show was nearly two hours late...the whole time I was checking my watch going 'Haiyo, faster lah! I want to go home and wash my face...this aunty old already lah!'. Seriously. Stylo was taking its sweet time. For an F1 themed fashion show it certainly wasn't racing nor raring to go.


But at least I was entertained by the sight of Kai Schlickum, sat right in front of me wearing a nightcap to match his pyjamas.


Exactly a year ago I blogged about how I stared at him from the front row across me. Now this year I get a little closer and literally stare at his ball (off his cap) dangling in front of my face. Perhaps next year I'll move one row up next to him. Haha. 


Dato' Nancy Yeoh looking lush, as every woman should.


I forgot the DJ's name but I liked her pyjamas. 


Finally, the show started. The catwalk spanned both upstairs and downstairs at Poppy Garden, with the models making their way from backstage (upstairs), past a makeshift runway, down the treacherous stairs to the stage where we sat, and back up again. A trek most perilous.



Joe Chia sent out slouchy, deconstructed, and boxy shapes that I like to call 'boys in leather skirts'.


Next was Tom Abang Saufi. All the looks styled by my little brother from another mother Arran. He pulled together all the looks on all eight models in under an hour. So proud of you, xiao didi!




Followed by Kinslager's dapper young men in colourful suits.






Don't they all look like Disney princes? The model in yellow on the right looks so much like Prince Naveen! Men should wear colour blocking suits as casual wear all the time. Ban jeans, please, or heaven forbid track suit bottoms.


So far, so cute...but wait!

Here comes the eye candy!



Quarter Homme whips up a frenzy with the ladies, sending models in their skimpies down the runway. Grown women screamed, blushed, cheered, and shrieked as dangerously hard bodies and tight pants glided past them. From the way some of them were squealing, you'd think they'd never had groins and glistening abs thrust in their face.

Hiao po mode, ON!


My personal favourite model, I love him for holding that pillow and keeping a straight face!


Oh hai.



Wah air liur meleleh.



Check out Mr Malaysia David Lian in the background, all cheekbones, smouldering glare, and all!



For this wonderful display we have Quarter Homme to thank for. I am suddenly very interested in men's underwear.





I love with when erotic imagery associated with sexy women (as insisted by and directed by the male gaze, those patriarchal dictators) is subverted by applying it to men. It makes the chauvinists uncomfortable because their vision takes on homoerotic (in their minds) tones, when really it's all just a bit of fun for everyone! Just let it go, let it gooooo. From the delighted shrieks from the audience I gather the women loved it. I torn between hysterics and concern for the pillows.



Everybody calmed down? Good. Hello again David (second from right). This photo is for you Kate


All the designers and their models take a bow.


With Arran whose stock naik like crazy...seriously! I think styling is good for him, but London will be even better. Hehehe. My fellow hiao po. Love you!

Thanks for the eye candy Stylo!

x

7 comments:

  1. LOL I saw the pillow fight on instagram this morning and had to rush here to see it in higher resolution. That's awesome! Take that, chauvinists!

    You looked fab, it seems that part of the world unleashes the sassy smouldering Jasiminne and London calms her down! :-P But I still don't know what capucines are!

    By the way, I realised what I like about you/your blog the most. While watching a commercial, would you believe it? It's the fact that you're not camera shy, you accept yourself, you like yourself (or at least give the impression) and you don't care what others might think or say about your naturally pretty unedited selfies and photos :)
    The commercial by the way is by Dove, called Camera shy ("when did you stop thinking you were beautiful") have you seen it? So true!

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    1. Capucines is the name of my handbag! It's named after a flower because there's a Louis Vuitton flower on the clasp.

      Also...that pillow fight...it was only a couple of feet away from me. I had feathers in my handbag.

      I'm not so sure I'd call my photos unedited, I do tweak them a bit to make everyone (especially me) look their best, but I'm happy to think that I accept what I have and like myself enough to work at being better :) Thank you for your kind words, it's very encouraging.

      x

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  2. Oh god SO MANY FRUSTRATIONS from this post. And that guy legit looks exactly like Prince Naveen!! Uncanny.

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    1. I thought I was frustrated until I spoke to my friend who was styling this show. He said his ovaries have gone far beyond expanding, he's already been impregnated twice off all the nudity and tension backstage. Woe betide that sweet, young, boy. ;)
      x

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  3. Um, so, some of those male models are my roommates in the model apartment. I was at the show as well, and literally couldn't stop laughing -- I share a bathroom with those boys and they witness me doing things like walking around in a facemask and my jammies!!! Crazy show, but great times -- love reading your blog, Jasminne, now that I'm station here in KL on a modeling contract :-) xo Laura

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  4. Um, so, some of those male models are my roommates in the model apartment. I was at the show as well, and literally couldn't stop laughing -- I share a bathroom with those boys and they witness me doing things like walking around in a facemask and my jammies!!! Crazy show, but great times -- love reading your blog, Jasminne, now that I'm station here in KL on a modeling contract :-) xo Laura

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    1. That is hilarious! I can't imagine sharing a bathroom with men who nearly (or more) high maintenance than I am. I see on Twitter that you know some of my London friends, EJ, Diego, Antoin etc. OMG small world! x

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