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Naked Catering.
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Yep, you read correctly.
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Naked Catering.
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It does exist.

Last night I was the door girl at the kick off event for Naked Catering. And anybody that knows me doesn't even have to ask - of course, I had clothes on. I was basically playing PR person for Valet Girls. All the invites were party planners and media to introduce them to Naked Catering.

(Speaking of Valet Girls - I... well, my hands... recently appeared in LA Weekly. Check out my Fun Pics page to see the photo!)

So, back to the Naked Catering thing. Wild. Absolutely nuts. But once you get past the naked part, the idea is interesting. Although it's certainly not the type catering I would recommend for the company Christmas party. Unless, of course the company Christmas party is being hosted at Heff's house.

The bartenders (men) wore loincloths. And can I just say - gross. Put them in a pair of little shorts or something... maybe that'd be somewhat attractive.

The servers (women) wore shoes. And body paint. Most were painted to look like they wore tuxedos... with tails even.

Aside from the fact that clothing is optional on the servers, the catering and party was extravagant. First class. Upon entering, the guests were greeted at the door by security and the door girl (moi) who checked a list for their names. If their names appeared on the list, they were then allowed to enter and asked to sign the guest book.

Each drink from the bar was donned with a LiteCube (www.eyecatcher.com) - a false ice cube that lights up in electric colors - blue, white, green, red, etc. Just beyond was the sushi bar where a man (clothed) carved roses from raw fish. Further inside was a fountain of chocolate where guests were welcomed to dip skewered fruit (strawberries, melon, etc.).

Cinnamon pita bread, spiced salami, cuts of beef, pork pastry puffs... all wonderful selections from Chef Pieps who created the truly unique VIP catering service. Incidentally, Chef Pieps (pronounced pipes) looks an awful lot like Laurence Fishbourne. Hmmm. Super nice fellow as well. Extremely professional.

And, as what I can only assume was a joke, hot dogs were also served. A girl wearing painted tails carried them around on a tray like you would see at Dodger Stadium. (For those back home - think Braves.)

Media was there. Camera crews from television (ABC, E!, etc.), journalists from newspapers and magazines, photographers, and many others, including PR firms and event coordinators. So, my face may turn up in any number of locations. If it does, rest assured I was fully clothed and did little more than smile, meet and greet, mingle with potential clients and push Valet Girls. Consider that my self-clearing statement... and I plead the fifth regarding anything else that may turn up.

Kat and I, both Valet Girls, handed out a ton of cards last night and were even offered future work with Pieps, LiteCubes and others. I even made a PR connection with BWR Public Relations (an Ogilvy PR Worldwide Company).

Thank God for Kat, though. I think I would have been 100% nuts if she weren't there. She is so normal... but then, she's not from LA. And I guess that says it all right there. Some of the best folks I've met out here are not from LA. Alana moved from Orlando about the same time I did (a student and cheerleader at UCF), Kat moved here only 3 months ago, the "security" guy at the door last night was from Oregon, Stephanie (Texas), Jordan (New York, but not the big city), Kim (New Hampshire)... and the list goes on. Meeting someone from LA is as rare as that fish last night.

Naked Catering has a site that will be launched soon - www.NakedCatering.com. Check it out. And if you are hosting a party, consider hiring Valet Girls to park your cars and Naked Catering to... well, cater... somewhat.