so, i now know what it would sort of feel like to walk down the red carpet... or somewhat. at least with the camera flashing away at u. the wedding banquet my sister chris and i attended was for the son of a major player in the political and economic scene of taiwan, sean lien. he and i was breifly friends, if u call partying in the same circle, while we were all living in nyc. but i've not talked to him in a few years. he is, however, a very good frnd of my sister's husband, so the invite was really extended to him, n i went purely because he couldn't go, n i was my sister's guest instead. still, it was a major production, with dressing up, full blown make-up, hairdos, head-to-toe. as we enter the hotel and walk up to the ballroom, ther were stacks of photographers lined up flashing away while we walked down the red carpet. i'm sure they just flashed at whoever and sort out the important n unimportant ppl later. we'r not really anyones, so i'm fairly sure w...