Now you all know I am a lover not a hater but a few weeks ago I had to do my best to breathe through an extremely wacky evening at the Hyatt Regency Sanctuary Cove.
It was a Napoleon Perdis masterclass and let me tell you it was a spectacle. Kicking off at 6.30pm I arrived and was greeted with a glass of champagne which I clung to like a dog with a bone, downing it in seconds as the wave of cocktail dresses, strappy heels, hairspray and troweled on makeup enveloped me in it's Gold Coast predictability.
In apparent superstar fashion Napoleon was 45 minutes late. We were all seated, I gave up my seat so two old ladies could sit together (good deed for the night, check!)
The 'show' was opened by a girl and 2 male dancers dancing to a horrible European pop song, cheesy and camp doesn't describe it well enough.
As a big instrumental piece of music blared over the speakers, I felt like I was preparing for battle or something. Images of Napoleon and his celebrity clients flashed before our eyes on two massive Lcd screens. He marched his way down the middle aisle and took his place on the stage. After greeting us he asked for his Australian Flag and ordered us all to stand and sing along with him to the national anthem. I was so gobsmacked I literally stood there the whole time with my mouth open. I had no idea why who where what was going on... was this a master class or not?
After we were all seated he proceeded with the master class, each of hismignons specialty trained artists were introduced to us, along with their models as they displayed to us their techniques and the latest trends (apparently blue eyeshadow is back)
There was an intermission, again the dancers come out this time busting moves to Lady Gaga's 'Telephone' Napoleon of course has a costume change (oh dear)
I was clock watching when all of a sudden the finale was announced... oh the finale! Michael Jackson 'They don't really care about us' comes blaring on, the clip playing on the screens, the dancers come back out AND all the models, artists and Napoleon start dancing on the stage, they encouraged the whole audience to get up... (what the!?) SO I got up and got amongst it! Seriously dancing for 2 minutes like a fruit loop was the highlight of my night, I then hightailed it out of there with my goody bag and laughed all the way home :)
After we were all seated he proceeded with the master class, each of his
There was an intermission, again the dancers come out this time busting moves to Lady Gaga's 'Telephone' Napoleon of course has a costume change (oh dear)
I was clock watching when all of a sudden the finale was announced... oh the finale! Michael Jackson 'They don't really care about us' comes blaring on, the clip playing on the screens, the dancers come back out AND all the models, artists and Napoleon start dancing on the stage, they encouraged the whole audience to get up... (what the!?) SO I got up and got amongst it! Seriously dancing for 2 minutes like a fruit loop was the highlight of my night, I then hightailed it out of there with my goody bag and laughed all the way home :)
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