CRASH AND BURN -- All the News You Want to Read.
MIDWINTER EDITION
Who Wore What and Who Fucked Who!
Greetings gentle readers! Welcome once again to our Midwinter Edition of our little tiny entertainment and news magazine! We are Crash and Burn - your friendly neighborhood reporters bringing you all the *real* news from all the best parties. Just for you, we traveled to the Grand Party in Milwaukee, Wisconsin to discover just the most exciting tidbits for you!!
Gossip!
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| Anya and Paul canoodling in a corner |
While we could go on and on about the big "fight" that happened at Midwinter and the saving of the world and whatnot -- but -- we know you are here for the good stuff. The Gossip!!
It appears the Camarilla has it's newest Supercouple!!
Paul Walker and
Prince Anya of Hartford. They were inseperable the entire weekend, canoodling in the corner, and making doe-eyes at each other over a cup of the red stuff. *wink* This power couple needs a new name! Anaul? Panya? Oooh. Panya! I love Panya!! Panya it is!! (Psst. Don't tell them about Jella.)
Speaking of princes behaving badly, ooohboy, did you *hear* about
Katja Nothing ripping of
Kate Davidson's weave? We have no idea what caused this little broo-ha-haa (get it??), but the hair was flying! For serious! The "oh-snaps" were flying *faster* than that chunk of hair flying across the room!
- This year's roast of Vincent Velario was one of the best in recent memory. Masako Haru, Mattias Roman, Shane Masters, and Aetius were this years presents (Poor Adrian Florent alas did not make it.) Masako's rendition of words she was not allowed to say, ala George Carlin style, in her sweet Japanese accent caused a near riot of giggling from the crowd. She had an amazing delivery, was devlishly funny (can we say that now? Is devlish a safe word we can use again or is Elias Beecher going to come after us for that? Oh yes, yes I did! I went there!) and totally stole the show -- which was tough because all the presenters had the Kindred in the audience rolling with laughter. And oh yeah, Brujah anarch hecklers in the front row? You are not that funny. So sorry.
- Blind Item -- A Salerno got laid -- and was proud enough to show off. Good for you!
- Oh poor Julius Cole. The Prince of Philly had to be Quelled by none other than Marco Demedici because the love of her life was in trouble. Hopefully aswell that ends well there.
- Lana Taylor attacked Gloria Watson's ample cleavage with a glowing green vibrator. WTF?
- Tommy Truelove, Prince of Tampa and his childe, Roxy Codone bickered like an old married couple, but kept stealing women from each other.
Crash:
Gloria Watson, Tremere from Ohio. Classic chic. White gloves, white fur wrap, and a simple, no-nonsense brown velvet sheath dress that came to the floor. We hope in the haven of someone very lucky.
Burn: Timeless. Perfect. Put-together. You know, how we are supposed to be, children. - Burn
Crash: In what we understand is a break with her usual, more conservative kimono,
Masako Hara rocked house, Mad Men style. Very Joan Holloway, and very very hot. We're kind of in love.
Burn: Love the hair! (Crash, you know I am not good at saying nice things, why do we put Best Dressed first?) Fantastic. Nice accessories and necklace. With her amazing fashion choice and her stand out perfomrnace at the Roast, Masako Hara was this weekend's IT girl, hands down.
Crash: Great figure and she knows how to use it.
Burn:
Larisa Komorov, A Toreador from the Northeast. The hat. THE HAT. Do you see that adorable little hat? The hat, the earings, the necklace, the shrug -- along with a sexy little black number. To die for. Oh wait. (And yes, Crash, I made you put this one in here. She's adorable, even for a Toreador.)
Crash: Gorgeous, classic, red satin and roses ballgown with black shrug at the Thursday night Red party.
Jenny Valentine, from Santa Rosa, CA was red hot, and everything a Toreador should be.
Burn: Oh, our little Miss Valentine. Every single thing she wore over the weekend was tres chiq and full of color and wonder. Hat's off! - Burn
Crash:
Roxy Codone from Westchester, NY. Childe of Tommy Truelove, Prince of Tampa, was absolutely smokin' in her fuzzy leopard print skirt, lace-top thigh highs with about an inch of garter poking out. The red stilettos with the amazing lace-up corset detail on the heels should be subject to inspection by the Keeper, being weapons and all.
Burn: Love the heels! Also, she and Tommy made such a cute couple together!! At least we know someone can put him in his place. Quite adorable.
Our Worst Dressed List!
Crash: Is it Christmas? Or is she an upside down flower? Oh Christmas tree, oh Christmas tree!
Burn: How are your leaves so verdant! Garish green hair and a red dress -- mmm, not so much. Try the other way around like our lovely Ms. Hara.
Crash: A deeply unfortunate place for a brown streak on this leopard print pencil skirt. Whoever this pour soul is, we hope she is reading, and we hope, for her sake, she takes note.
Burn: Crash stole all my snark on this one. Bad Crash!
Crash: What do you wear when we're fighting for existence against one of the greatest demonic threats ever known? If you're this Primogen from Chicago, the answer is a devil fuck-me costume, of course. Well done, and with class.
Burn: She totally played up the Heaven and Hell thing all weekend, including wearing a darling angel outfit with adorable white wings. However, she's on our worst dressed for a reason -- the Infernal is no laughing matter. Oh, who am I kidding! It totally is!!
Crash: Goblin King, Goblin King, wherever you may be take this frightening package far, far away from me. Toreador,
Apollo from the Twin Cities strives for authenticity in his Bowie-inspired costume at the Heaven and Hell party. You could put someone's eye out with that thing.
Burn: Spandex is a privledge, not a right, my dear.
Crash: Absolutely Fabulous! No, we mean like the 90s British TV show. Nothing says classy like gold lame tights, white short shorts, red knee socks and sneakers.
Burn: Work it, girlfriend! This was one of
Reese's less awesome outfits of the weekend, I am afraid. What look was he going for here? High school basketball player meets the Matrix?
Who Wore It Best? - VOTE IN POLL!
Crash: Two of the most dapper gentlemen in the Ivory Tower. William Harkness, a Tremere from Portland, Maine and Vincent Velario, the Toreador Prince of Baltimore who needs no introduction. It seems great minds think alike. Saturday night at the Heaven and Hell party, these two owned in white tuxedos. We wonder if they called each other to plan their outfits. Harkness rocked the tails.
Burn: Oooh, do I sense our newest cute couple?? Willcent!! Compared to the other men at the Ball, these two most definitely turned the most heads. Well done!
[TOTALLY OOC -- This is just for fun, we are making fun of characters, not players! We actually, in RL, thought everyone looked great and this is all just said in fun. We love your PCs, and we love what you all do. Really. Please keep costuming for events!]
Burn: Seriously, Brujah, at the airport? While Masq-friendly, it is so masq-tacky.
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.
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?
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.
