Just when you thought the old broad had gone home to roost, she's BAAAACK!

This year's VC film fest has multiple mentions of "Miss Chinatowns." The opening night Ping Pong Playa (in which, I have a "blink or you'll miss it" cameo as Miss Chinatown), the Xin Lu Bus Tour features a guerilla performance by Fannie Wong, and of course the documentary Yours Truly, Miss Chinatown follows me and two other Miss Chinatowns. I actually am on the bus today so will miss most of the screening. Very nervous anyway about watching myself on camera.


So of course, I had to resurrect Fannie for the opening. And bring the entourage.
From L to R: Pepe Le Tsu (Fannie's documenter and French-Chinese Film Auteur), Sirloin (Fannie's security/escort), Fannie Wong (Former Miss Chinatown 2nd Runner Up), and Karin Anna (Somewhat less notable celebrity).


What's so awesome is that Fannie Wong, Former Miss Chinatown 2nd Runner up is finally being acknowledged as a real life entity. The VC Filmfest made me an industry badge that reads "Fannie Wong, Former Miss Chinatown 2nd Runner Up." And Fannie also got to do the "red carpet" walk for the press. They were bonkers for it. Fannie even got on the floor at one point and started writhing for the cameras.

What's funnier is that in the VC online album, Fannie's mug shows up more than people who were actually in the movie.


What's weird is that as obnoxious as she is, I'm quite shy playing her. And for some reason don't think that people can actually see me under all the garb when I'm all done up.



It's a welcome switch to be home, in my own apartment in LA. I get to be home for one month before hitting the road! I'm so happy. I love New York, but it was killing me and my wallet.

Of course, the day before I left, I found out I was just a few blocks from this view....

Labels: artist life, hollywood wong, i'm kristina wong, jessica yu, new york city, oh my god, ping pong playah, road wong

What a crazy ass ass ass weekend! I can't believe I'm rolling into Monday with barely any rest. My BECAUSE, women of color workshop did their showing Saturday. They were absolutely amazing. It was a lot of work but now it's over and the memories in the can. But before that showing on Saturday, I was doing production stills for "Ping Pong Playah," a new feature being directed by Jessica Yu (yes, the Oscar Award winner!). My friend Jimmy who co-wrote the script asked me if I was down to dress as Miss Chinatown and shoot some stills that would appear in the movie. It was so fun! They "toned down" Fannie Wong but they made me all 80s cheese in the face.



And yesterday, Sunday, I did my stand-up debut at the Improv on Melrose. I spent most of the day pacing around the house and lying on my couch saying my set to myself. I didn't really tell too many people that I have been taking a stand up class. It was quite an ass kicker and I'm really glad I did it. One of my reviews for "Free?" way back when said I was like a performance artist stand up. And a lot of my colleagues in the performance art world echo the same sentiment: "You are like the stand up comedian of performance art."

I've hardly been home the last few years, so when a 2 month window opened up that I would be in one place, I decided that I needed to take a class for myself, instead of teaching them all the time. I wish I took a stand up class earlier. I wanted to take the class three years ago but had NO MONEY whatsoever. It's not cheap. But what's nuts is how many people in our class miss class and drop out. It seems so expensive to drop out of.

It was interesting and eye opening to realize that I had very little in common with the working world. Between being a political performance artist, being an Asian person whose folks DON't have accents,and freelance writing for a porn mag-- there's very little the world has to relate to me with. And it was a real challenge to scrape together a set that the average white drunk person could relate and laugh at.

Anyway, they put me at the end of the night because my friend said she might be able to come later in the night. But she didn't. (wah!) Only my friends Mike and Nancy came for me. They are so supportive! I thought I did ok. I ended up improv-ing all this material about shooting ping pong balls out of my cooch and how the white people in the front row seemed so stunned to see that I could talk. But I of course got off the stage wanting to do a "re-do" and I thought of all these other things I could have made up in the moment.

After the show, this older white dude comes up to me and tells me how I should throw in an Asian accent into my set. He also said, "Your problem is you are too smart! Those people are drunk! It's going over their heads."

But after Mike and Nancy bought me beer while I grimaced that I didn't kill the audience up and down the block (like I killed the audience at the Public when I did my show in New York last June). But they assured me I did great.

So anyway, I was sitting there at the bar at the Improv thinking this could be my new life. Hanging out at the bar at comedy clubs. Drinking myself into a stupor. Rewriting my set in my head, again and again. Trying to figure out how to keep drunk white people entranced and entertained.

I'm kinda excited now that I have a little 5 minute stand up set. It's so portable and easier to execute. The performance art stuff I do, I barely get to put into practice because there's some much crap to schlep. So this will be a good thing to just keep me performing. I'll probably be practicing it up and down town.

Labels: BECAUSE, drunk white people, jessica yu, ping pong playah, stand up