Tuesday, February 21, 2012

More Midwinter Goodness and Snark!

Crash and Burn -- Your One-Stop-Shop for the best in Kindred Gossip and Fashion!

Greetings gentle readers! We hope you enjoyed our Midwinter update! In that same vein, we've decided to add some more snaps, paparazzi style! Please do not forget our vote on who wore it best -- Harkness or Velario!! The whitest white boys of Midwinter!!


First, Prince Lana Taylor wanted us to let you all know that she was not, I repeat NOT, poking Gloria Watson's cleavage with a vibrator. It was a sonic screwdriver. Which, you know, is soooooo much better. Kisses Lana!! Thank you for the correction!! :) (Apparently Lana wants to get back her Nerd-Tremere street cred.)

Also, we misidentified the Malkavian Primogen of Milwaukee with the Toreador Primogen of Chicago. Oops! Our bad!! On that note, corrections, comments and love letters can be sent to [Encrypted file drop or some other super secret security measure but really just email - owbngossiprag@gmail.com and acidburn.owbn@gmail.com ]

Burn: Hate mail will filed for future reference OR will be posted with comments from Crash and Burn with extra snark. Make sure you use your Oxford comma!

Crash: PLEASE send comments, letters to the editors or just general hate mail. Seriously, we can't wait.

On that note, darlings, we love tips! Anything you want to report to us about Midwinter or other news you think is just to die for *wink*, just contact us.


Now on to more Paparazzi shots!!!

Burn: Seriously, Brujah, at the airport? While Masq-friendly, it is so masq-tacky.

Crash:
I don't know, Burn. I like a clearly labeled product. By the way, is that his teddy bear dangling from his left hand?

Burn: Why yes, yes I think it is.














Burn: Love it. The swept-back hair, the neckline, the gloves. The GLOVES. Totally darling. Two snaps, my dear.

Crash: Not a huge fan, honestly. If you're going to do gloves, and I do love gloves, go with the 20-button full opera length with a strapless dress. Below the elbow is just kind of half-assed.











Burn: I have no words. Scratch that. I sure as heck do. Oh. OOOOOOH, LIVING ON A PRAYER!! You know they were two seconds way from belting it out. :) Dear Aetius, people would like you so much more if you'd take out that stick and let your hair down like this a bit more often.

Crash: No. Please put it back in.












Burn: Seriously, what is it with Ventrue and capes?? Capes and Ventrue abounded this year! Do you think they go home and secretly pretend to be Superman in their own havens?

Crash: NO CAPES! Do you remember Thunderhead? Tall, storm powers? Nice man, good with kids. November 15th of '58! All was well, another day saved, when... his cape snagged on a missile fin! Stratogale! April 23rd, '57! Cape caught in a jet turbine! Metaman, express elevator! Dynaguy snagged on takeoff! Splashdown, sucked into a vortex! No capes!!












Burn: Aww. Beauty and the Beast. Do we think Stick has found true love?

Crash: I'm a sucker for a full southern belle skirt.














Burn: Once more, Jenny Valentine is as pretty as a picture. The hat, the adorable skirt. Cute, cute, cute. You know, for an undead creature of the night. Too much? Nah.

Crash: Ok, it was cute, but Burn, you're making my teeth hurt. But seriously, where does this girl get her hats.













[OOC -- Again, remember, all in good fun, we love you guys. Your costumes were all fabulous!]