Unfortunately no matter how hard you study, no matter which school you go to, no matter how many sports you play in high school, you’re kind of either a model or you’re not.

And if you’re not, you’ll probably never know what it’s like to be one. Unless of course you pepper a super successful one with a million questions. So just in case you never get the chance to do that, we’ve done it for you.

Welcome to Life With Behati in which we grab lunch, go vintage shopping and hang out at her new apartment - so new Ikea boxes are stacked in the corner and clocks sit on the floor.

She’ll tell you what she does all day, why American Vogue’s so blah and why she spent the last week hanging out with a crocodile wrangler.

Last night, I stopped by Helena Christensen’s photography exhibition, Far From, Close.

The launch, at Dactyl Foundation featured an incredibly eclectic group of people waiting in a ten minute line for Trader Joe’s wine.

Behati Prinsloo, wearing the same Hayden-Harnett cuff I treasure, waited in line while her boyfriend/jewelry designer Jamie Strachan huddled with Helena - in black feathers - and Jeff Koons.

Michael Stipe held court in the center of the room while Ally Hilfiger, looking more hipster than Hilfiger in buffalo plaid and motorcycle boots, ran around snapping pictures of everyone, including our own Jeremy (more from him later).

Kelly Cutrone slinked through the crowd in head to toe leather pouring Pellegrino and checking on Helena while Rachel Feinstein, not wearing a stitch of Marc, admired the proof sized prints in the entry way.

Looked like a fashion party, sounded like a fashion party - can you spot the recession friendly change?