Not being very familiar with New York, I had no idea what I was in for. Local friends forewarned me about the possibilities. Sweaty "bear daddies". An abundance of shirtless-ness. Leather harnesses. All of which proved to be true. Though, the overwhelming aroma of testosterone was quickly shielded by the overwhelming scent of hipster. The place was packed from wall to wall with the city's hippest set drinking more than their share of free Belvidere.
Probably one of the best parties I've been to in a while, mostly because of the eye candy, definitely not because of the higher-than-thou attitudes. But, I guess that's why I don't live in New York...
The style captured at Glamorama showed exactly what Chicagoland is made of. We had the good, comprised of industry professionals, local fashionistas and the social elite. Then, of course, there were the bad, a melting pot of faux pas' and overt 80's costume-y attire.
Either way, everyone was there for the same reasons. To support a great cause and watch an amazing fashion show!
The show went off without a hitch and gave way to a few trends we will be in for this Fall 08. To read more about the fashion show and see some shots from the runway, visit our fashion blog, the Style Pile.
