Micky Sills Scanty collection at the Metropolitan Pavilion was your run-of-the-mill pj show. The mix of model types, Ann from ANTM in the house, along with that host from Trading Spaces, demonstrated how the line can work on normal body types, as long as those Norms are wearing the flannels, not the thongs.
The thong shot was reserved for the mangiest kitty of them all, who decided to crawl down the runway, butt bones severely protruding. She was purging in the bathroom on the day the ” ‘Catwalk’ does not mean act like a cat.” lecture was given in Modeling 101. Bizarre runway moves aside, the pj’s themselves are that perfect mix of fun, sexy and comfortable. If Scanty had been around in the 90’s, flannel might not have gotten such a reputation for despair and lumberjacks. The sponsors of this show, Mercury Milan, generously provided each audience member with a pen and some painfully strong caviar textured mints. If you were really lucky, an apologetic Flick (female PR flack) would sidle up and quiz you- on your feelings about Mercury Milan. Seriously, why would I want to go to Bryant Park when I can tromp around town to lesser known venues and get a free pen?