Yesterday, Veterans day. But we’re talking sailors. One called Elliott.

Elliott Sailors. Stunning female model turned male model.

In the old days — like last season — blonde, 31, Sailors’ beautiful face, perfect teeth, long hair, creamy skin hit top ads. If the layout included a male model, the shot featured her and his back was to camera.

Fade in, fade out. Fade away. Teenagers are on the scene. To get work, earn money, Sailors shaved her hair off, washed the makeup off, laid the ego off — and became a male model.

“I wear simple men’s style clothes — but I often did anyhow,” she said.

“Males make less but they have longevity.”

She and husband Adam Santos Coy — who photographed her getting sheared into a boyish cut which, she admitted, “was a little hard to handle” — have a unique lookalikeness. Both in dark skinny trouser suits, black loafers, no fripperies. One difference? His beard.

“I supported her idea,” he says.

“People mistake us for a gay couple,” she told me. “Ladies dress unisex today like tees, pants, suspenders, shirts, short bob. Men’s magazines these days pay attention to fashion. There’s more male models now. I’m slim, fit. I teach yoga.

“I wear a wedding ring and ear studs. No long earrings or jewelry. My straight friends love it. Gay friends love it. It’s amazing. Everyone loves it.

“My hands are not very large. Not super masculine. I’m sort of a good-looking stud.”

Odds & ends

Nov. 22 to 24. Guernsey auction. When sent to a concentration camp, Dr. Hans Sachs’ 1,328 posters were lost. Discovered in a Berlin vault, his family is releasing them . . . Bruce Littlefield: “A Social Security envelope bore this line: ‘Equal Opportunity Employer’ ”. . . GMA’s Sam Champion alone, unrecognized, walking 23rd and 5th . . . Un-shy Donna Karan: “My home’s screening room — beds and beanbag pillows — is to die for. If you can’t sleep in it, I don’t want to have it.” . . . Full-page NYT ad promoting MSG’s March 3 tennis match: Djokovic vs. Murray; Bryan brothers against McEnroe brothers. Below the gigantic ad, in type so small you need a microscope, it states: “Players subject to change.” . . . January comes Dave Barry’s “You Can Date Boys When You’re Forty.” Says Steve Martin: “He’s the funniest man living in the 3-mile ‘safe’ zone off the shores of America.”

Featherstone’s flock

Angela Featherstone. Was Jame on “Girls,” Cindy who dated Jerry on “Seinfeld,” Chloe in “Friends.” Canadian, LA resident, here shooting an indie. Title? “Can’t tell you.” Plot? “Better not say.” Out when? “Not sure.” Your role? “Guitar player in a rock band.”

That auspicious beginning led to “Staggering Beauty,” a real story she’s putting into a book “about my life and its awkward beginnings. I’ve done 20 chapters.

“I was in foster care as a child. In ’82, I hopped a Greyhound to Toronto. Getting off it I met identical twins Dean and Dan Caten, small designers, one year older than I, who’d come out of an orphanage. We became friends.

“By some freak fate I, the Kate Moss of Canada, landed in Italian Vogue and acting. They opened fashion house DSquared2. Now award-winning, international, Nordstrom, stores everywhere, they make everything I wear on the red carpet.”

The nifty beige suit she had on? “From them.”

Celebs do bennies

Hillary Clinton out of her shell Dec. 3 for the fight against HIV/AIDS Global Impact Award. Awardees include Julianna Margulies, Mary Steenburgen, Diane Sawyer . . . AmfAR’s got Sharon Stone, Ke$ha and chairman Kenneth Cole for Sunday’s evening in Mumbai. And Goldie Hawn, Hugo Boss for its Dec. 12 LA benefit. Chelsea Handler hosts; Grace Jones performs.

My housekeeper made lunch. Removing cantaloupe from the fridge, Nazalene cut it. Then decided it was too cold. So she stuck it in the microwave.

Only in New York, kids, only in New York.