September 16, 2014 |
“It was a visual feast,” said Will as Ed Marler’s models made their exit. It really was. There was a lot to look at. And not just the muscly men wearing dresses and the drag queens walking in heels better than most female models. Gold sequinned, lace-up leopard print and Union Jack trousers; wrap around sunglasses with faux diamonds dangling from the lenses; gold crucifixes hanging from the models’ necks by black ribbons and tiaras, lots of tiaras (this is Ed Marler we’re talking about after all). Marler’s models were a band of pirate princesses. Could I say Jack-Sparrow-meets-Queen-Elizabeth? As Will said, it was a visual feast.
By Ted Stansfield
