Loyal readers of our online Fashion Week coverage in February (both of you) will recall that the apex of our haphazard, sequin-blinded adventures was sitting along the runway of 3.1 Phillip Lim, adjacent to Kanye, and reeling in our sudden, mostly unwarranted ascent into stylishness. But not even Captain Ego and his crazily festooned Sgt. Pepper's–style entourage could... More >>>