elevation.280

Went to the Heineken Elevation 280 party over the weekend, this time held at Market Square Carpark right smack in the middle of the CBD area, the fateful CDL building where I used to slog at forming a part of the surrealistic backdrop of the main stage... My friend dragged me across town for binge shopping prior to the event, so by the time we got to Elevation, picked up friends, met friends and got everyone into the event area, I was freaking shacked out already. It certainly didn't help that it was a super humid night- the enormous fans that the organisers had placed at random intervals didn't do much to elevate the humidity and mass of body heat rising in a collective steam from the gyrating crowd. And boy, was it hot! The music was superb, totally immersive, thoroughly danceable, that is, ironically, until the main draw for the night, the UK band Freestylers, came on for their set right at the very end. But let's not dwell on the unimportant details for now...

Elevation was, as usual, a place where you bumped into people you would otherwise not meet. Saw roy (or rather HE saw me first... hello if you're reading this!) and finally met darius, the owner of the cute beetle, met ding with her model friend and looking gorgeous as always, got introduced to my friend's spunky-looking SMU friend, did the whole polite small talk routine with Qihua from AC track, spotted OJ from AC also, and some various hall acquaintances. There was the tall, tanned, chiselled, well-built and utterly delectable Indian-ish model who tried to pick my friend up (w00tw00t! pity about the accent though), and the mat full of funny antics who entertained me whilst I was sitting down at the sidelines during a break. There were hordes of body beautifuls, a lesser amount of face beautifuls, SPGs with the pre-requisite angmohs in tow, a couple of nearly there backless tops (including my friend's), a few fashion disasters, and one very out-of-place but happy-looking auntie. There was beer galore (heineken of course), plastic cups strewn on the floor, tons of sweaty bodies, hours of hard dancing, massive dehydration effects, supper at River Valley Rd (yummy mee goreng, lime juice and prata!), but above all, there was my 3 chiobu sec sch kakis, 1 dive kaki, and I. Cameras were not allowed into the event area, or else we would have been super trigger-happy and I would have more spoils to show for the night here. Alas, my digicam is left forgotten in my friend's car, and I have absolutely no pics that would give an accurate indication of the atmosphere of the night. Will post what pathetic spoils I have at at later date when I retrieve my digicam then. I love weekends!

P.S. The Human Torch is flaming hot!
P.P.S. Wendy, I agree that Jessica Alba is a vase, and a pretty one at that!
P.P.P.S. Kate Spade SALE!!! Need I say more? heh. :p