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Mar. 22nd, 2011 01:19 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
turpsEarlier twitter broke for me, just when I was having fun plotting an insane fashion AU with ![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
krisipanics, greedy_dancer and crazybutsound. Then it came back.
From a comment that Mikey should model all of MCR's merch we ended with a story where he's a much in demand model that specialises in androgyny, Ray is an up and coming designer, Gerard sits in the front row of every show in huge sunglasses cheering him on, Frank, Mikey's personal photographer. Then Pete the jaded designer tries to refresh his interest in fashion by making a documentary and comes across Mikey. And then tries to steal Mikey from Ray, which made Ray sad and he had drooping curls and his new range was all grey and tattered and he said he couldn't take it to the next level with his mojo missing. Meanwhile Mikey was with Pete, and then Ryan, also a model, and then Ryan ran away with Brendan the assistant who drove Ray crazy by spilling coffee on Ray's designs, and then Mikey came back to Ray and they had sex on scraps of fabric and then twitter stopped! The hell twitter. I need to know how this ends!
Ha, and it's back. Ray is now bringing out a next level collection inspired by fabric patterned with jizz and coffee. You know you'd all buy it, don't even front. Now Gerard has taken to sitting at the end of the runway and making heart hands at each one of Mikey's shows, which throws the tabloids into a frenzy. Bringing publicity for Mikey's show where he's going to wear a wedding gown and rollerskates and showcase Ray's new collection. The 'Stay Dirty' collection is a huge hit, even though Ray still doesn't understand how the hell he ended up designing stuff that included skates. And now Bob's getting involved \o/ He's a hairdresser/make-up artist it seems. One that does great things with colour and form.
We're now debating who'd make the leather clothes, and I've been broken by the thought of Mikey being led down the catwalk on a leash.
Keep growing little story. Grow wings and fly free!
krisipanics, greedy_dancer and crazybutsound. Then it came back. From a comment that Mikey should model all of MCR's merch we ended with a story where he's a much in demand model that specialises in androgyny, Ray is an up and coming designer, Gerard sits in the front row of every show in huge sunglasses cheering him on, Frank, Mikey's personal photographer. Then Pete the jaded designer tries to refresh his interest in fashion by making a documentary and comes across Mikey. And then tries to steal Mikey from Ray, which made Ray sad and he had drooping curls and his new range was all grey and tattered and he said he couldn't take it to the next level with his mojo missing. Meanwhile Mikey was with Pete, and then Ryan, also a model, and then Ryan ran away with Brendan the assistant who drove Ray crazy by spilling coffee on Ray's designs, and then Mikey came back to Ray and they had sex on scraps of fabric and then twitter stopped! The hell twitter. I need to know how this ends!
Ha, and it's back. Ray is now bringing out a next level collection inspired by fabric patterned with jizz and coffee. You know you'd all buy it, don't even front. Now Gerard has taken to sitting at the end of the runway and making heart hands at each one of Mikey's shows, which throws the tabloids into a frenzy. Bringing publicity for Mikey's show where he's going to wear a wedding gown and rollerskates and showcase Ray's new collection. The 'Stay Dirty' collection is a huge hit, even though Ray still doesn't understand how the hell he ended up designing stuff that included skates. And now Bob's getting involved \o/ He's a hairdresser/make-up artist it seems. One that does great things with colour and form.
We're now debating who'd make the leather clothes, and I've been broken by the thought of Mikey being led down the catwalk on a leash.
Keep growing little story. Grow wings and fly free!
