Not any man can become a modelizer. “to get models, you have to be rich, really good looking, and/or in the arts,” says Barkley. He’s an up and coming artish, and he has a face like a Botticelli angel, framed by a blond pageboy haircut. He’s sitting in his junior loft in Soho, which is paid for by his parents, as are all the rest of his expenses, his father being a coat-hanger magnate in Minneapolis. That’s good for Barkley, because being a modelizer isn’t cheap- there are the drinks at clubs, dinners, cab expenses from one club to another, and drugs – mostly marijuana, but occasionally heroin and cocaine it also takes time – lots of time. Barkley’s parent’s think he’s painting, but he’s too busy spending his days organizing his nights with
