I was backstage at the fashion show, it was ten minutes until it started.
"I need someone on Caitlin!" Marc said as he ran across the room. !
One of the interns ran over to me and started to braid my hair. Everyone was stressed out like usual before a fashion show.
"Caitlin you're model number 6, when we call your number you go out. Oh and Kelly Cutrone is in the front row, do your best." Marc said to me. He had a look of nervousness and excitedness. Kelly Cutrone was the owner of People's Revolution and a high fashion designer.
"All models line up," A random stylist screamed. All the models got in line by number. "Starts in 5..4..3..2..1!"
"Model 1 go!" The stylist said and the line started moving. The numbers went on and then mine was called. "Model 6 you're on!"
I started walking out, there was a lot of people here. I walked with good posture and composure. When I got to the end of the runway, I posed, then turned around and walked back. When I got backstage, there were still 5 models left to go. I couldn't get too settled in because I still had to go back out for the finale.
"Get ready for the finale!" The stylist screamed. All us models got back ready into our line.
After about 2 minutes, the stylist called, "Finale! Go!" She pointed to the stage. The line started moving again. I don't really get nervous at fashion shows, I'm used to doing it now. I walked in the model line down the runway behind 5 models. We reached the end of the stage and did a half circle to walk back. When we returned, Marc Jacobs came out. Backstage when the fashion show was over, everyone cheered and then all of the models removed their makeup with help from the stylists.
After party time with Kelsey, Dionna and Andrew!
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You Are My Heaven
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