And its endearingly self-deprecating designer, Alber Elbaz.

No fair hogging the tuxedos!

Because we’re still dressed up from last night.

The usual spring-to-fall fashion mood shift was particularly pronounced this year.

Big, fake, and fully able to outshine its surroundings.

Playing it safe: not something our cover model, Rafael Nadal, does.

There’s something a little dark about the girl next door this fall.

Jagged edges, aggressive shapes, fur on the edge of civilization.

Dresses that will still look good a century from now.

Even after the models have changed back, the tents have been disassembled, and the designers have left, a fashion show doesn’t really end.