What a high, last night was.
The prelude: The people pacing behind the doors of SAM (Seattle Art Museum). The models practice walking down the many flights of stairs, which is the runway, in 6″ stiletto’s. The Media, marking each their square foot of room (which would lead to a few territorial hissing’s between the black-clad shooters). The hosts and designers showing last-minute love to the camera’s. The crazy backstage. Models finishing dressing into their complicated get-ups. Makeup artists dawning the last touch ups in the hallways. Last minute white backdrop fashion photographers, getting their last shots. The energy. The calm through chaos.
Its starting time (fashionably late of course), the attendee’s get to their assigned seats, the media piles, the lights dim, the DJ blasts Sia through the cathedral-like, vaulted, ceilings.
The show begins.
The show’s over. The audience is thrilled, they make their way to the after party at the Four Season’s hotel.
I hope you enjoyed all the glamour and fantasy. I can’t wait to do this again!