They were legging it, and the gatecrashers (we're told) were loving it…obviously one of the greater advantages of being at a model party. No matter whether the hemlines are soaring up to the sky, kissing the knees or wrapped around the ankles, the model brigade still seem to be absolute suckers for the mini.
Sadly not all of them have legs to kill for, what is rarer still are those who ac tually know how to pose. Anyway, criticism and vanity aside, we're not complaining, not even when a majority of the models or the contestants in the show posed to show off more than they may might have wanted to (we're talking about cellulite, what did you think?) So, the model brigade – some contestants at their model hunt and well, some other leggy lasses sent the hem lines and the temperature at Leela's nightclub Amnesia soaring.
There were also some of the swish set that slipped down to the part post the contest to knock back a couple of drinks and generally let their hair down all night (read till 1.05 am when the lights came on) and let their hips do the talking.
Sadly most of the models partners in partying – fashion designers were missing from the do – probably because most of them were either busy completing orders after WIFW or preparing for orders that they would get from the LFW.
Either way, this was one night when models, some male models, some guests and a bunch of gatecrash ing oglers partied alone.