One down; one to go

For the second time since I’ve been in Bangkok the BWG is holding a fashion show. This time it’s to celebrate their 40th birthday.

Long term regulars might remember this from January ‘08. Newbie readers can, if they want, read about the plans for last year here and then the actual night here. Last year went really, really well, except that, as is the way with being involved backstage, I didn’t get to see the show. Rather rashly I said ‘next year, so I can watch the show, I’ll do front of house…’ NEVER EVER utter those words among expat women … they have memories like elephants and they’ll sign you up in the air and hold you to it waaaay later, long after they should have forgotten all about it.

I did the design again too… without my partner-in-crime Carol (Boo Hoo). The powers that be had decided on keeping the shoe and the title (Walk This Way) as the name of the event so at least I didn’t have to come up with an image to beat that shoe… which I still love even though it’s the sluttiest shoe I ever saw!

Last Sunday was the first rehearsal of all the groups. (Previously they’ve been working in satellite groups on their own.) It’s my first involvement as front of house too, even though in the background I’d been doing bits of design. I sat at the front watching and I got a little adrenalin frisson in my tummy at it: oh, it’s gonna be good.

That quiver of excitement must explain why, when a friend, HH, approached me with those ominous words ‘you can write, can’t you?’ I didn’t run for the hills: I must have mistaken myself for superwoman… One of the fashion show groups comprises of six male teachers from our school and HH’s idea was to put an article in the school magazine about their group. Before I realised what was happening – I’d volunteered, was talking to the chaps, checking it out with the Director… And then, J, the photographer and editor of the BWG magazine, asked, “And something for Contact maybe, too?” OH YES, I said, NO PROBLEM.

So that, if you saw my panic at the Novel Racers or on Facebook, was the first article due: a cheesy piece about the teachers’ extra curricular activities on the catwalk.

One article down, one to go.