One of my favorite things about the Glamorama post-party, held in the auditorium of the Macy’s Minneapolis store and spilling outside onto the parking deck, is the models. They always show up, they always rock the dance floor and the rest of us just stand by and stare. You can’t help it – even in their own clothes (often picked up backstage at designer fashion shows), they look fantastic, their moves are sexy and the seem just so unattainably cool. And tall.
The real killer is, they’re super nice. This show is distinct in that the models get to show some personality on stage – dancing, smiling, riffing on the occasional air guitar. So it tends to attract models capable of more than a pout. The cast spends a week in town leading up to the show and it’s rather like camp – although several models swore to me it was lights out
by 8:30 p.m. all week leading up to the show. Backstage, the guys were clowning around, the girls were mellow and everyone was eating actual food…Cheerios, eggs, sausage. It’s just not fair.
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