We happened by the 18th Street Barney’s Co-op around noon today to see that the “madhouse” had lasted less than an hour. As Racked reported, women were lined up at 9:30 this morning, and the store opened at 11. At noon, the tiny collection of boringness was practically gone. One frazzled boyfriend was thanking a saleswoman for removing a dress from the mannequin so he could bring it home to his lady. The scary fashion biotches present were perusing $300 jeans and Marc Jacobs blouses, like normal. So, are we done now?