Amid a sea of impeccably dressed drag performers and topless models bursting out of life-sized candy wrappers, I spotted Pat Cleveland across the room at last night’s MAC-sponsored party for Antonio Lopez: Fashion, Art, Sex & Disco. She was hard to miss: The seventies color barrier-crossing supe, who was an original “Antonio’s girl,” was striking a number of poses on the red carpet, swinging her burgundy Zac Posen dress this way and that with each sweeping motion. But it wasn’t just the copious amounts of flashbulbs popping around her that caught my attention; it was that 40-plus years after she first hit the runway, Cleveland is still the picture of statuesque chic. “You need to learn how to stand on tables,” she deadpanned as I stumbled up onto an actual pedestal where she was holding court to talk beauty tips. “Well, I’m a raw foodist,” Cleveland admitted, which would explain her svelte frame. As for that enviable mass of ringlets, Pat has a simple secret: “I jump in the pool and then let [it] dry.” Who says all supermodels are high-maintenance?