
We Just Flew Through Fashion Week, and Boy Are Our Arms Tired!
“What are we, farmers?” demanded a weary Fran Lebowitz. She was seated front row at Carolina Herrera’s 10 a.m. Monday morning show. It was, Ms. Lebowitz announced, not her favorite time of day.
We feel ya, Fran. Fashion “Week” is a long, hard slog in service of the superficial, and it ain’t over yet. Read More








