people have been complaining that the fash pack has not been diligent about blogging lately. well, it’s kinda true. the month of april is almost over and we’ve only posted about a dozen times. you know what they say, april is the cruelest month, and it’s been so cruel to us, boo-hoo, sob, sob. ano ba yan, snap out of it already! ok, ok, so today’s post is about the party zara threw last thursday at power plant mall. just like their big launch a couple years ago, they blocked off the entire south court with tall black walls—you could only come in if your name was on the guest list. then there was a platform, which covered the fountain, with caliph8 in the DJ’s booth… walk all the way to the back... and there’s what we’re looking for—the bar! by 7:30pm, we were all ushered into the rockwell tent for the fashion show. it was filled to the brim that we couldn’t get any good shots because we ended up sitting on the fourth row, while the rest had to stand. right in front of us. there were a lot of brazilian models and those gals really live up to their nationality. some parts of the stage were really high, so we had a bird’s-eye view up their skirts and yikes! it was like britney all over again! not good. we recognized some of the local gals as finalists on “the philipppines next top model” and the front-row occupants as the judges and hosts of the show. apparently, the zara show is one of their challenges.
then the party continued. and so did the shopping. kaching-kaching!