Fetish Evolution: Sekt und Sinnlichkeit

Sekt und Sinnlichkeit

Each year, during the Eastern weekend, the pick of the fetish bunch gathers in Essen (Germany) to celebrate the Fetish Evolution Weekend. Models, fashion designers, Masters, Mistresses and party people all know how to find their way to this large event and then melt together into a special and close community for a long weekend. But even though this weekend already started on Friday with the Play Party, we only decided to take off for this German village on Saturday.

The fetish community had landed this time at the Bredeney Hotel, where the Fetish Evolution Expo also was taking place. The comfort and the entertaining company we expected, made us decide to also choose this hotel (for the first time). And therefore it turned out that our hotel room was on high heels walking distance from the Fetish Evolution Expo. As we entered the hotel we already caught a glance of it and immediately got itchy to go for it. Even more because of the lively activity, caused mainly by guests who almost all wore latex outfits. This made us walk faster and faster and once arriving in our hotel room, we took out our outfits, ran down some lubricant over our bodies and easily slipped into our latex. We were ready to party!

The Fetish Evolution Expo was spread out over the three floors of the hotel and we really would need both days to check it all out. On the middle and upper floor various stands with (latex) clothing, SM tools, dvd's, jewelery and wanna haves, information about tattoo's, Venetian masks, shoes and boots, upcoming parties and lots and lots more. Mouthwatering and delicious to browse among the corsets and the new clothing fashion. We would see these clothing again at the fashion shows at the Fetish Evolution Ball and than find out that we hadn't seen all of it after all. But we found what we were looking for and got hold of another latex item. And, wanting to recover from so much latex candy, we decided to crash on one of the cosy little benches in the hotel lobby.

Photo left: Mistress Sandra en Anita
Photo right: Miss Cheyenne

Regaining your breath on a bench in the lobby of the hotel is a nice occupation. Whilst enjoying our first glass of sekt (German bubbling wine), we already noticed some celebrities passing by. We also got a chance to personally thank Paul Nathan again for the interview that he gave us and we had a good look around at all the beautifully dressed fetish and gothic lovers. And also Miguel, the Fetish Evolution event organizer took a moment to shake hands with us, During the rest of the weekend we got to know him as the most friendly host you could imagine. Even though he wouldn't have been able to sleep much, he always fancied a chat and a joke.

Finding beautiful, special and interesting people during such a weekend is not very difficult. Just keep your eyes wide open and then politely ask to make a picture, At the moment we decided we gathered enough shots for our report, we saw a totally 'shoot worthy' lady leaving the Expo. We really couldn't let her go. So up we got from our comfy bench an kindly asked her to allow us to make her picture. And we could! And after doing so we got into a pleasant conversation with her. We got along very well and eventually very interested in her telling us about herself and her lifestyle. After some time she asked for our names. And of course we asked for her name. Her name was Amrita. What? Thé Amrita? Sure, thé Amrita. We hadn't recognized her without her the large wig that she's always wearing at her shows. That night, during her bondage show, we discovered that this beautiful, friendly and cordial girl would show a completely different side of herself. In the mean time we saw the Dutch and Belgian delegation walk by and so we ordered some more glasses of sekt. It soon threatened to be much to cosy and if we would make it to the party in good shape (and that's what we where here for, wasn't it) we had to take a little nap beforehand.

Photo left: Anita en Mistress Amrita.

The party of that evening, the Fetish Evolution Preparty, took place in Bottrop, at a venue called Lokschuppen. This really was a good choice, but more about that later. As we were able to capture the very, very last parking place at the hotels parking lot and didn't feel like looking for another one again, considering it was snowing again and we also wanted to drink another glass of sekt during the parties, the shuttle-bus was an ideal option. Except enjoying the relaxed atmosphere and the outfits of everybody that entered the bus, there would be no stress finding the way. Inside the bus Dutch, English, German and French language was buzzing around. And we wouldn't be surprised when more nationalities would have been present. A sign that Fetish Evolution is alive far beyond the German borders.

After a half hours drive we arrived at an unknown location. It turned out to be a shed for locomotives dated back from 1911. An industrial building under preservation of historic monuments. And a perfect location for the party, we soon found out. After having passed the delicious and large fruit bar, we immediately fell into an attractive party full of atmosphere. We were struck by the music. We weren't able to find out what the DJ's name was, but it sounded great. Different and a little less 'heavy'. We even heard Amy Winehouse passing by. But enjoyable for sure. Whilst having another glass of sekt, we listened to the flamboyant announcements of Paul Nathan, who dressed up (and his three assistants) in a vicar's suit, beneath which (so it appeared later on) he wore stockings and a garter belt. We enjoyed Amrita's bondage show (now we did recognize her again) and her bondage model Anastacia Pierce.

We enjoyed ourselves thoroughly. Only one question remained. Would the other two vicars also be wearing stockings and garter belts? So, when Martin found Anita besides a gentleman with his trousers hanging down on his knees, he immediately understood. To be sure (about the garter belts) only one thing could be done: check it out! And yes, all three of the were equally naughty. The evening flew by so quickly and it really felt like luxury to be taken back to the hotel by bus again. The atmosphere now was a little different than from the beginning of the evening. Let's say people were a little less inhibited. And that's one of the things we love so much about these events. The feeling of being together with people with whom you have something in common. In spite there will be lots of differences of course you feel a bond by the way of living and thinking that, in our opinion, stands for freedom and respect.

Next morning, during breakfast, it turned out again that this hotel was a right choice. Except for the normal breakfast ingredients, we were treated to some delicious extras, amongst which a plate of fresh fish, that we loved very much. Maybe another glass of sekt with it? Aah no, we better not do that, we had to much to do on this second day. And so, after we finished breakfast, we went to the Expo one more time and now also visited the lower floor where we could admire the works of Wilhelmus Vlug and Pedro Konijn. We got to know the both of them a little better during the weekend and we really enjoyed that. Before we would set out for that nights party at the Fabbrica Italiana, we still had some time left to socialize with our party- and fetish friends and that sure was one of the best things to do during the weekend. Whilst drinking a glass of, oh what else would it be than sekt again, we spend a few enjoyable hours, laughing and chatting.

Photo left: Miguel
Photo right: Mistress Issis

Preceding this party a dinner was given, but that is not really our cup of tea. We feel that extensive dinners and partying don't go together very well. Even though a glance at the menu really made our mouths water. But not before a party, that would be too much. We choose to dine in the hotel, together with some friends. Comfortably close by and nice food. And with enough time left we needed to change clothes. The party would start at 10pm, but our former experiences taught us that this fetish diner would easily draw out a little longer. And yes, it so happened again this time. But no problem at all, because we were well situated at the bar and having a good look at all that was happening around us. Having another glass of ..., well what would you think, we enjoyed everybody present there, got ourselves a picture of Anita with Bianca Beauchamp and The Richard (as far as we know he's her hairdresser and a good friend of her husband and photographer Martin Perrault) and got acquainted with couple living in Italy. An Italian guy and a Swedish girl, both living in Rome, where they run the only BDSM shop Italy boasts. They also told us that, the fetish scene as known by us, is practically unknown there. It is possible to rent a studio to live your BDSM fantasy's, but the party-life that we so freely enjoy is still an Utopian dream. A very entertaining conversation which made us realize again that we're really spoiled with all the parties we go to.

After that the dining public came trickling downstairs and the party was ready to take off. The interiour of the Fabbrica didn't differ very much from the last time. A play area with an St. Andrew's cross and low benches aside, where people played modestly and a dancing area where people danced modestly. To change into your party outfit, one had to go outside into the cold first. We didn't very much feel like that and sneakily changed inside. Back to the dance area, which was decorated with some sort of icicles on the ceiling and where delicious techno and electro sounded. Our compliments for the DJ. Despite the good music, it was relatively quit. Philosophizing about that, we came to the conclusion that the reason might be the lavish dinner beforehand. Nice food, good shows and you probably won't feel like jumping around anymore. So briefly, we had a nice evening but it remained very quit. And after the rumor was buzzing around that the party was on in the hotel lobby we decided, still long after midnight, to call for a cab to the hotel.

And yes, something was still going on in the hotel bar. We met a large group of very high spirited party people, who hadn't finished partying at all. We looked for a place to crash and let ourselves got totally absorbed in the party bustle. From the opposite side we regularly heard some excited shrieks from various ladies. Curious of what was happening there, it seemed much cry and little wool after all. The company at our side was a little less loud, but no less amusing. Time was flying and therefore we had to pass the hat around to persuade the bartender to stay up a little longer for us. Only when dawn was breaking we really thought it time to go looking for our inviting hotel bed. Fortunately, next day's fetish brunch wasn't planned before the afternoon hour.

And what a brunch that was! Another experience all by itself. Not only because of the delicious food that was invitingly displayed for us, but also the passing by of all the celebrities and less famous, but already splendidly dressed people, that were passing by. We didn't hesitate to fill up our plates again and had a good look around. Just as we felt very satisfied, some friend came passing by and we ordered another cup of coffee. And another cup of coffee and some more chatting and time was passing very agreeably. And it stayed like that for a long time so that we moved to the bar again and the sekt and the coffee linked up perfectly with each other. And of course after a while some more sweet friends came along and it soon ran up to 6 o'clock before we returned to our room. A catnap, some food at the hotel's restaurant again, and than getting ready for that night's big party.

Again we took the shuttle bus to the venue, which took us a little less time now. And than we arrived at the MudiaArt again! What an unrivaled location that is. The industrial area around the river Ruhr has always had an unpleasant undertone, we think, also because of the information that one learned about it at school. Industry, smoke, stone, steel, coal, everything that did not got along with parties. But this part of the country has undergone an image change. From the beginning of the 60's the demand for charcoal got less and people became more conscious about environmental pollution. Many factories where closed and nature and recreation gained the upper hand. Fortunately someone realized that recreation and an old locomotive's shed would go together perfectly, so that we 're able to enjoy a party in an excellent dark and industrial atmosphere.

It's already hard to keep your patience when your waiting for the wardrobe. Once inside we where offered a glass of absinthe. Very yummy, but after last years experience we left it at one glass only and decided for sekt again. A party like this is like one enormous box of candy. You steal some sweets here and there and than you take a whole mouthful. Yummy yummy, that tastes good. We want more! We started out at the lounging area, where you can observe everybody trickling in and drool about all the beautiful outfits. So much to be seen. German party people may lead a quieter party life, but they obviously make an effort to look at their best as much as possible. We proceeded to the dance- area and the large bar where we met some friends that we hadn't seen before, because they had come over for this main party only. After that it was time for Paul Nathan to enter the main stage and of course he expected a huge welcome. And when he's not welcomed in the way he expected, he's reproachfully looking at his audience and then decides to do his entrée all over again. And this time it didn't fall on deaf ears. It immediately set the pace.

Photo right: Darenzia and (magician) Paul Nathan

Two sets of fashionshows followed of which we specifically want to highlight two, because they really stood out. First one is HW Design from Vienna, which produces very beautiful designs. This time they made another combination of black and pink latex (as could also be seen on the flyer) and some more creations in panther print. Amongst the models that where performing, we admired Bianca Beauchamps, Amrita and Darenzia, the latter also performing as beautiful and naughty co-hostess of Paul Nathan that evening. The second, very impressive show was from Tolllkirsche. Under the lead of two enormous black monsters and compelling music, a large amount of models showed dark and glistening clothing. Very impressive and a truly dignified closing of the fashion show part. After that we let our hair down on the dance floor, enjoying the industrial-like music we think it goes so well with the location. We looked around everywhere, made some more pic's of gorgeous looking guests and got to know new people. And so our fetish world is getting bigger and bigger and luckily we haven't seen the end of it yet. After some wandering around it turned out the cellar was the most enjoyable place to be and again we hit the dance floor there. At least, as long as the DJ didn't choose any weird music. But in these dark dungeons down under we felt good and we had some more glasses of sekt. But then a small army wearing earphones (better knows as Security) requested us to leave these premises. This part of the MudiaArt was closing. Fortunately this wasn't the end of the party and we where able to continue our dance performances in the main hall, inspired by the music of Djane Betty Bizarre. And even though most partypeeps had gone home by that time, we still spend a nice time.

Fashion show Tolllkirsche

Fashion show Brigitte More

At last it really came to an end and we felt like having eaten the very last candy from the box and so got into the taxi that brought us back to the hotel. Once we arrived we landed up the same situation as the night before. Only with some other guests now. So we decided to stay up a little longer also. The bar was closed by that time, but the problem of no sekt being on hand anymore was soon solved. We did bring a small emergency supply ourselves and it soon seemed we weren't the only ones. So booze enough and Miguel showing up a little later completed it all. Even though he must have been terribly tired, he still remained his charming self. But he refused the glass of sekt that was offered to him and that's probably the reason that he held on so long. We on the other hand, took another glass and took everyone around us for a doll.

The next morning was another new experience by itself. All of us had slept for only a few hours and now had a different appearance than at a party. For some of them, who had had a stand at the Expo, it was even harder. They could only go home after having reloaded their stuff again. Fortunately food and coffee 's were available and after having tried to cram some energy into our bodies and we kissed and shook hands with the whole crew, it was rally time to take off for home again. We returned home still wrapped in some sort of fetish-shroud and now, two days later are slowly getting our feet back on the earth again. What shall we say? Life will never be the same again? Oh well, that would lay it on a bit thick, but an unforgettable experience it had been. For sure!

Remarkable stands at the Expo:
- Manuel Albarran: metal (head)couture en corsets
- PassionPeitschen: stylish, metal BDSM-accessories and mouth masks
- Les Incroyables: burlesque fashion and hats
- MicaMino: corsets
- Rubbers Finest: rubber masks

With thanks to:
- Bibatex, for an eternal shine on our latex outfits
- Crew of the Bredeney hotel for their never ending understanding and kindness
- Miguel, for an unforgettable weekend