It's Labor Day weekend and the models have descended upon Manhattan for Fashion Week. The subways are packed with skinny, six-feet-tall Russian girls shuttling their giant portfolios to castings. I bet these infants weren't even born in the Soviet era! At my friend's backyard bbq, there's a ridiculously good-looking model couple. And we're not fancy types who typically hang out with the fabulous crowd. Models are EVERYWHERE! As I'm grilling my potato rolls and Italian sausages, I wonder if I too should go on a supermodel diet and stick to the anemic-looking tofu dogs the waifs are picking at. I settle for a Hebrew National (with potato roll, of course).
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