I walked on a runway once. I was fifteen, and I got to wear the finale wedding dress during a fashion show at Javitz Center. I was carried back up the runway by two male models. It was awesome.
I figured my runway days ("day," really) were long, loooong gone, and that's a good thing...but then Kaboodle asked me to walk in a show during Internet Week this coming June. And despite the fact that I will be thirty years old and over five months pregnant, I said yes.
Why?
Because I will be thirty years old and over five months pregnant. On a runway. And I think that's pretty cool. Maybe a little brave? (Definitely terrifying. Pleasedon'tfall.)
