Yesterday, confusednazgul hosted a Labyrinth-watching party, to which I invited myself–a fairly bold/rude move on my part, given that we’d never actually met in person before. I was fairly certain, however, that she wasn’t going to up and murder me in a back room, and also I was promised crabcakes. Crabcakes and David Bowie Glitterjunk may well be THE enticement required to lure me just about anywhere.
One of my more useful not-so-superpowers is to be able to walk into a room of strangers and be able to strike up conversations, so while I didn’t know anyone going in, by the end of the day, we were cracking jokes and having impromptu raise-the-roof dance parties in the middle of the swankiest apartment building I’ve ever had the pleasure of seeing firsthand. It was seriously swanky. In addition to the movie theater, it had a fancy coffee bar, media center, gathering room with a ridiculous amount of TVs, a central wine-storage location…even the bathroom mirrors had embedded TVs, in case you couldn’t bear to be away from one for a moment while washing your hands! Just to put it in perspective, in MY apartment complex, people keep fucking up the hot tub by adding soap and one of my neighbors decorated for Thanksgiving by writing ‘Happy Thanksgiving’ backward on her window in what appeared to be black magic marker. (Christ, I wish I had gotten a picture of it before it disappeared later that afternoon!)
After the movie, we took the party elevator up to the roof, petted the world’s tiniest puppy, and peered in the window of a four million dollar condo to watch a man playing World of Warcraft sans pants and debate about whether or not he was wearing boxers. After we each took a turn peeping at him with binoculars (hot DAMN one of these girls was a proper girlscout), we came to the general conclusion that some form of brief was present, though one partygoer insisted that she did indeed see some junk when he leaned back to stretch…so, in the fashion of the Tootsie Pop Mystery, we may never know.
David Bowie: when he plays with his balls, there’s nothing you can do about it.
It’s true, I’m helpless in the face of David Bowie’s balls. As is Jennifer Connelly.
Jennifer: BOW BEFORE THE MOOSE KNUCKLE
It’s so cute in that movie, how they’re able to shoot Bowie so that he doesn’t look like he’s 5′ 1″.
So many actors are elf-sized! I went to the BSG exhibit this weekend and was a little shocked/appalled at how TINY all of the costumes were.
I heard that, apparently, tiny people’s faces register more definition on camera, and hence more expression.
dunno if that’s bullshit or not.
That sounds like bullshit to me but I have no proof.
Another explanation is that small actors require smaller accommodations. A cast/crew trailer, for example, can easily fit four Bowies or into the space taken by one Gandofini.
They also require less expensive cloth to costume.
I would totally dress up for it!
Excellent. :tents fingers:
I am also considering what it would take to make a ‘David Bowie’s Package’ costume.
Nice! I want to make all of those amazing masks and just hand them out at the door.
I hosted a fairly small con a few years back, at the WAC hotel downtown. We were in the Presidential Suite, on the top floor, partying down, when someone noticed that in a nearby hotel, a nekkid couple were gettin’ down to bizness with their drapes wide open.
I happened to have my monocular with me, and we passed it around so everyone could get a good look … until the chick waved at us, and we realized they were enjoying their little instance of exhibitionism.
We kept waiting for WoW guy to look up at us, but it never happened.
I’d *love* something like this. Shame I’m on the other coast. =/
(I’m mostly just posting to show off my appropriate icon.)
Well, ya know, you can always come visit. 😉
You can always pay my way, sugar momma.
Hell, if I get to a place financially where I could afford to have a party like that, what’s a plane ticket on top of it? XD
I’m going to save this conversation for when you sell your first book, lest you forget the little people.
Deal. 🙂
Did you drink every time there was a shot of Jareth’s balls?
No, there wasn’t any booze involved but we did decide that if there WAS to be a drinking game, it would have to involve taking a drink every time someone cries “That’s not fair!”
That + Jareth’s balls would leave us pretty toasty, I think!
I once dressed as Jareth for a Halloween party. I’m ashamed to say I didn’t even THINK to stuff a banana into my leather pants till someone at the party told me my costume was incomplete.
I once banged a guy who dressed as Jareth for a costume party, no kidding.
Dude, seriously? I got lucky that night too!
…wait, was that YOU???
Wellllll helloooo there. That was pretty hot. We should do that again!
The next banana in my pants is JUST FOR YOU.
I would totally dress up for that. AND get my eyebrows done XD
YES.
I would absolutely go to a labyrinth masquerade party, and so would my twin brother. We adore that movie.
Awesome! As long as there are some people willing to attend and dress up, they can force others. 🙂
Your twin is the one who is into makeup, yes? He can help me make masks. 😉
I still can’t believe we stood out in the rain for so long just to investigate The Great Pants Mystery of 2010. It was like a moist, pervy stakeout.
…which is the best kind of stakeout!
Chris and I would SO go to a Labyrinth party! I would go as Hoggle though!
Excellent! Then this party is definitely going to happen someday. I had been thinking 80s prom for my 29th, but maybe Labyrinth party is in order!
OMG! A labyrinth masquerade ball party would be so fantastic. I need to know more people in my day to day life who would be into such a thing.