Don't you love it? At Tracks, a trendy New York City nightclub, the crowd gathers around the dance floor to watch a group called the House of Extravaganza do its stuff. The dancers, dressed in outrageous outfits, wave their hands languorously in time with the music, suck in their cheeks, stare icily into space and strut as if they were high-fashion models on the runways. Forget break dancing. So long to hiphop. At the hottest clubs in Manhattan, on MTV and at Paris fashion shows, the ultra-hip are into vogueing.
Named after Vogue magazine, the underground craze now seems posed --...
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