Big brands. Even bigger list of models. 46 in all.
Let me tell you, fittings and putting together looks for 20 guys + 26 girls = 1 not-so-well-slept me. But it was an adventure since the minute I landed to the time I got back. The pace was frenetic, which only slowed down a bit after the Delhi biryani was digested. But once evening came around, everyone was up and at it again. Cue sheets were rehearsed, clothes were slunk into, hairstyles adjusted, faces touched up, bodies bronzed and bam...it was show time!
Models walked the ramp with clockwork precision. A slew of Bollywood celebrities followed suit to catcalls and never-ending flashbulbs. While Hard Kaur, in her desi hip hop swagger, ended the show on a note that made all the hot blooded Punjabis shake their tandoori behinds.
The party continued till dawn.
My hangover lasted a lot longer.