The New York season is over, y'all.
One Fashion Week show is a great barometer for Hollywood's hierarchy.
A cobalt blue sweater, an azure maxi dress, and jeans.
From semi-naked Perez Hilton to Proenza's gorgeous new clothes.
Meanwhile, Nina Garcia has had enough.
Finally, coats and jackets worth writing about.
Including, but not limited to, some very beautiful and expensive clothes.
You get a palette, and you get a palette! And you! And you!
When it comes to MJ, the London shows matter less.
And lots of other young celebs who don't yet know how to keep their mouths shut.
Sophistication at the Row, insanity at Thom Browne, and an imposter model.
As long as designers use color, we'll tell you about it.
Really, she's just happy to be here.
Not based on clothing, but the fact that none of us could make it to our seats on time.
The weather (and clothes) were better than we could have wished for.
Also in fighting form: Sam Claflin, soon to be on screen as the Hunger Games' Finnick Odair.
Somebody's enjoying the DKNY runway's soundtrack.
"I hate bringing politics into fashion."
Keeping the chill out of NYFW, one fur hat at a time.