Way back when I worked in advertising on the Tommy Hilfiger account, I had the opportunity to go to fashion week and see his show. Truth be told, all of my pre-teen years of pouring over Seventeen magazine led up to this moment. The Rolling Stones was pumping, and Naomi Campbell was stalking the runway, and I was all goosebumps and excitement. I couldn’t believe I was there, at the edge of the runway, at New York fashion week watching this superhuman woman in all of her attitudinal glory. She has her own spin on walking the runway that was even more expressive and exuberant the the other models. It was almost like a dance, hips swaying, hair swinging. Now a part of the…