Fashion Week started with a promotional bang, the press getting a mailed advisory demanding that we refer to it at all times as Mercedes-Benz Fashion Week. Well, I'm a hasty reader, so I kept calling it Mercedes Ruehl Fashion Week, but whatever it was—Benzedrine Fashion Week?—it seemed to be filled with the usual beauties, fabulosities, and nightmares going gaga over the season's new hemlines and buffets, then quickly regurgitating both into a... More >>>