What does it feel like to be in the pres­ence of Dior-mod­e­land-it-girl roy­alty? Quite sweaty, as it hap­pens…

Look (UK) - - FIRST - words: Chloe bur­cham @Chloe­bur­cham

Bella Ha­did is an an­gel. And I’m not talk­ing about the Vic­to­ria’s Se­cret kind. She is sim­ply not hu­man. Packed in a swel­ter­ing room with around 100 beauty edi­tors, in­flu­encers and celebri­ties, all des­per­ately top­pling over each other in their at­tempts to get that all-im­por­tant ’gram, was Bella Ha­did. Hu­man an­gel. Was she all flus­tered and sweat­ing up a storm like the rest of us? Nope.

In­stead, Bella sat serenely, clad in a heavy-lined suede Dior coat, denim jump­suit and patent red stilet­tos, as cool as a high-fash­ion cu­cum­ber. It was at that mo­ment I re­alised Bella Ha­did is no mere mor­tal. She’s not like the rest of us. Yes, she looked great (she is a model, af­ter all), but she also gave off an air that only few can – the sort of air that makes en­tire crowds go si­lent the in­stant she glides into a room. The sort of skin that sim­ply does not sweat. Poised and po­lite, Bella chat­ted to every­one she met, scat­ter­ing com­pli­ments as she went (NB she said she liked my hair – life made!), prov­ing her­self to be the most cour­te­ous celeb we’ve long since come across. And I’ve in­ter­viewed a few. Sure, we’re not best friends just yet… But one day we will be – right, Bella?

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