The electricity crackled as her comb went through the thickness of the soft honey-colored hair. She adjusted the falsies in her bra, then checked her makeup. With the help of the dresser, she slipped out of the linen dress and changed into a pair of summer “at home” slacks. She finished the coffee and went up to the suite that had been engaged for the session. Thank God the rest of the shots were indoors. She went into the hotel and sank into a massive armchair in the lobby and sipped the coffee. The fashion coordinator rushed to her with a coat and a container of coffee. “Then we’ll go to the Lancer Bar and grab a hamburger.” She had sat around in full makeup until two in the morning. “I’ll shoot my speech to them at seven and be back at New York by ten,” he had promised. He had two lecture dates, one in Baltimore on Saturday, and one at some dinner in Philadelphia on Sunday. She had not spent a wonderful night with Robin. This morning her thoughts were not comforting. She was thinking of Robin Stone. Sometimes thinking of Robin Stone helped, especially when they had spent a wonderful night together. The crowd, comfortably bundled in winter coats, suddenly felt no envy for the shimmering creature they were watching who earned more money in a morning than they earned in a week.Īmanda was freezing, but she was impervious to the crowd. To add to the strangeness of the scene, there were cold-looking snowbanks on the hills of Central Park, reminders of a recent snowstorm. The curious crowd that had gathered was delighted with this glimpse of one of the Beautiful People–a top fashion model, facing the blasting cold winds of March, in a lightweight summer dress. The hairdresser quickly retouched a few stray hairs with a can of hair spray and the session resumed. A dresser hurried to replace it, and the photographer used the time to reload his camera. One of the clothespins that held the back of the dress together clattered to the ground. AT NINE IN THE MORNING, she was standing on the steps in front of the Plaza Hotel, shivering in a linen dress.
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