All will be properly revealed really soon, but needless to say I’m pretty darn excited about it. Could this be a Rock n Roll Bride Magazine? …And a FREE one at that?
If you want to find out exactly what’s been going on then you’ll need to come see me at the The Designer Vintage Bridal Show in Birmingham next weekend, where I’ll be handing out copies of this new little venture of mine for absolutely nadda. Tickets for the show can be purchased online here.
For more info on the show and what I’m going to be up to when I’m there, check out this post right here.
PS My designer Nubby deserves a flippin’ medal for all the work she’s put into this. She did actually say that this has turned into the biggest project she’s ever done and seriously baby, I couldn’t have done it without her.
After a well earned and strong coffee to settle our post-TV nerves, it was onto the next order of the day. A photo shoot! Told you I was busy didn’t I…?
The Photo Shoot
Megan had also arranged for me to do a photo shoot with local online magazine Esoteric Velvet (they also interviewed me which you can read here) to showcase her amazing dress. So after the TV slot we were whisked to Tru Salon & Spa where I was transformed into a cyber punk-esque goddess, complete with multi coloured dreadlock extensions, make up by a drag queen (I loved it – that dude knew how to do eye make up let me tell you!) and ripped up tights.
We then drove to what I can only describe as a deserted and slightly smelly field on the side of the freeway, complete with biting flies and a stagnant swamp. Oh the glamour huh!? I jest I jest.
The shoot was awesome and the team filled me with inspiration. I got to set fire to a guitar (well they did, I just posed and tried to concentrate on whether the heat I was feeling was coming from the blaring sun or the fire by my fingers) then release some pent up aggression and smash it up.
The shoot was super fun and the results are pretty damn wicked non? I’m in AMERICA baby!
After the whirlwind of walking the catwalk at Omaha Fashion Week you’d think I might deserve a rest no? Well erm…no apparently I didn’t. The following morning we were up bright and early for another busy day!
The TV Appearance
As most of you will have already seen, Megan & I were invited onto The Morning Blend breakfast show to talk about fashion week and blogging/Rock n Roll Bride. I sure will have woken up some sleepy Nebraskans with my pink ensamble huh!? Gareth took some behind the scenes type photos while we were there. And if you haven’t watched the segment yet (I seriously cringe every time I watch it back but hell, I was on American telly yo! Who cares if I fluffed up a few answers and misread the damn auto cue?!…) you can see it here!
So I’ve been home from my American Adventure™ for a couple of weeks and after finally catching up with my 800+ emails and writing the magazine articles that were due like, the day after we got back…oh plus helping to organise and attending the amazing Feather Love Photography workshop in London (phew) I can finally sit myself down and try to begin to process the experience I had on the other side of the pond.
Quite simply my mind is blown. I’m not sure any of my write-up posts are going to make a whole lot of sense actually. You know when you have such an incredible experience (like getting married I guess!) it’s sometimes really hard to turn everything whirring around your head into a conscious stream information when telling people the story?! Therefore I apologise for any future rambly blog posts on this subject!
So, the whole reason I was in The States was down to the incredible Megan Hunt AKA Princess Lasertron. She emailed me a few months back and asked if I’d like to come visit her in Omaha for their fashion week…but also if I’d like to walk the catwalk to model her latest party dress collection…oh and if I could wear a dress that she wanted to design specifically for me and the readers of this blog! No pressure then.
the models’ shoes. photo by me
I’ve loved Megan and her work ever since I first discovered her on a wedding forum we were both members of. We both got married around the same time and I definitely had/have a girl/wedding crush on her. As our plane was about to touch down in Omaha I turned to Gareth and squealed “Oh shit…what am I doing?! What if she doesn’t like meeeee?” I need not have worried though. We were greeted off the plane with a beautiful handmade (pink and glittery!) “Welcome Kat & Gareth!” sign plus a whole round of giant hugs, and my inner tension was immediately irradiated.
Our first evening in Omaha was spent eating sushi, drinking cocktails and watching that night’s fashion show. We were jet lagged and overwhelmed but it was amazing. People were coming up to us all night to say how excited they were that we were there, and even though I was bloody tired I didn’t want the night to end. We flopped into our amazingly comfortable bed at The Magnolia Hotel about midnight (erm…8am UK time!) and I realised I’d forgotten all about being nervous about what was in store over the next few days.
This was my second catwalk experience but was by no means less terrifying than the first. Not only was I in a country 3000 miles away from my own but I was there to represent the work of a designer that I’ve adored for like… forever. The usual notions of “OMG what if I fall‘ were of still there but this time they were joined by their buddies “What if all the ‘real’ models hate me,” “What if I’m a big fat disappointment to Megan who’s invited me all the way out here” and ” What if the dress doesn’t fit?!”
OK so luckily I didn’t have to worry. The models were all lovely and normal (well except the fact that I felt like a midget who should eat less pies next to them) Megan and I got on like an actual house on fire and the dress was perfect. No, more than perfect! I fell in love as soon as I saw it.
The day went past in a beautifully colourful blur. We spent the day getting pimped and preened, rehearsing and gossiping about American television. The Princess Lasertron show was the last of the night so we spent a long time stood behind the scenes, listening to the whoops and cheers of the audience in response to the other collections. Then, at about 9.30pm, it was finally our turn.
I was at the end of the line of models (the grand finale as Megan called me!) and as ‘Gucci Gucci’ blasted out into the audience I sauntered (…ish thank God Megan gave me comfortable wedges – which she’d spray painted in neon colours – to wear) down the runway to a roaring applause and approximately a million flash bulbs going off.
And here are a few photos of me doing my thang, taken by various photographers (there was a sea of them at the end of the catwalk!) throughout the night. Remember the blog post I wrote about ‘How to Pose’? well all the rules are being broken here…I was so nervous! Coupled with the fact that most photographers were shooting from a low angle, below the catwalk, and it’s ‘oh hello double chins and chubby thighs!’
This is just a little teaser of what’s to come next week…
I’ll be sharing my stories, photos and videos of my week in Omaha with Princess Lasertron. Nope, I can’t wait for you to see it all either. PLUS and this is a big plus, I’ve got a seriously amazing Lasertron deal for you all…want a free felt bouquet? Well you can all have one…yeah you heard me!
Be here on Monday at 3pm for the first hit of loveliness. Happy weekend!
I guess there really isn’t anything I want to say that hasn’t been said or thought before so I’ll just say this – today my love and thoughts are with the world we live in because of what happened here a decade ago.