Marcus Riley, NBC5 Street Team
I look forward to Glamorama every year, perhaps more than any other event on Chicago’s social calendar. The fashion show is always well-executed, and there’s always something cool about partying on an entire floor of Marshall Field’s — er, Macys — afterward.
Granted, I haven’t even lived in Chicago two years, so every event seems somewhat fresh and new. Some of my native Chicago friends seem somewhat over it, lamenting that it’s not the same as New York’s Fashion Week, but c’mon — NY does things on a completely different scale, and that’s why it’s New York. There’s several advantages to living in a manageable city like Chicago as opposed to being on either coast, but that’s another story for another blog.
Glamorama was hot, and not just because of the heat generated by the bodacious Beyonce. Much as I respect Beyonce’s talents as an entertainer, I’ve never cared much for her actual music. In fact, at Beyonce’s Thursday appearance at Macy’s, they played her new album over and over — and over again. Me and a photographer from
Women’s Wear Daily theorized that the Bush administration could successfully instill this method into the torture regimen.
On the other hand, I had never heard of Ozomatli, who performed throughout the fashion show, but I’m definitely going to check out their stuff. Their music is a fusion of latin, hip-hop, rock, and various other world music styles — and not the type of stuff you’re likely to hear on the radio. That’s a good thing.
But how many events do you attend where you can develop a minor crush on one of the models, hang out with her at the after-party, plus, rub shoulders with the band? Chicago may not be a fashion mecca, but Glamorama is hot!
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