We started the year worrying that pom-pomed moccasin boots were here to stay. Thankfully, we now know they were not.

Meatpacking district original Florent Morellet failed to understand the skyrocketing rents on his "shabby" bit of Gansevoort St. 

At a Bergdorf Goodman Fashion Week party, a slightly manic Isaac Mizrahi explained why he does not attend fashion shows. Later on, at Cynthia Rowley, Parker Posey told us she doesn't like runway viewing because it makes her sweat. And Victoria Beckham almost prematurely revealed the winner of Project Runway.

A couple weeks later, we continued to talk fashion at the Westminster Dog Show: “You never want to wear anything that outshines the dog, you want to wear shoes that won’t slip, and you never want to wear anything that clashes with the carpet.”

On the one-year anniversary of The Box, now-embattled owner Simon Hammerstein told us: “If you look at the program from last year till now, certainly we kept pushing the boundaries of what we thought people would be able to take. … It paid off because people really responded well to stuff that I thought they would get creeped out by." How things change in a year!

L.A.-based institution Wolfgang Puck dissed hometown hero David Chang. 

We attended a non-fund-raising fete in honor of the Jagger Dagger--a specially designed $250,000 ice pick that Jade Jagger created for Belvedere vodka--and Alexander Wang, Tara Subkoff, and Tatiana von Furstenburg were all confused. 

Even after quitting his (recently resurrected) Gatecrasher column, Daily News gossip Ben Widdicombe found the time to fill us in on New York chatter from Istanbul.

Sarah Jessica Parker played rock star at the premiere of Sex and the City. 

A post-Padma Salman Rushdie shilled for the Kama Sutra at a steamy Barnes & Noble reading. 

Summer rolled around and we pondered the wearability of the season's ubiquitous maxi dress.

At the 30th anniversary of Betsey Johnson, the designer mourned the death of downtown. More recently, the old-school club kids at Susanne Bartsch's Christmas toy drive proved that they're still having fun. 

Out in the Hamptons, we tried--and sort of succeeded--to wheedle information out of a freshly divorced Christie Brinkley.

We made a study of Chuck Bass--er, Ed Westwick's--carefully crafted photo face in preparation for a very special Gossip Girl party.

At the DNC in Denver, the celebs of the Creative Coalition wondered how to get in touch with the common folk. However, by the end of the week, they were more than happy to relax at Google and Vanity Fair's fancy get-together.

Over at the RNC in Minnesota, buddies Danny Meyer and Tom Brokaw unwound over junk food and fly-fishing chat.

Fashion Week: Round II brought us to a glittery party hosted by Interview at the unfinished Standard Hotel and a premiere party for The Rachel Zoe Project, where Ms. Zoe's mother told us some cute stories about her daughter (our next run-in with Ms. Zoe was less warm). Andre Leon Talley hoped for a new generation of less emaciated models, and Andre 3000 informed us that dressing well doesn't mean you're gay. To top it off, we stumbled upon a quietly A-list party on West 31st St. 

At an Accompanied Literary Society party (co-hosted by Diesel), literature (sort of) met fashion. We met Fiona Apple, who was there with author-boyfriend Jonathan Ames. 

Toby Young returned to New York to promote the film version of How to Lose Friends and Alienate People. 

We got pre- and post- election assessments from the literary and media set at the New York Public Library Lions benefit and a screening of After the Party, respectively.  

We found out that Katie Holmes and Suri Cruise eat at the Zaro's across the street from our office (sometimes)!

The art and social worlds were forced to note the tanking economy. 

Finally, to close out the year, we were treated to a discourse on hip-hop by Tom Wolfe. 

Tom Brady has been forced to take his Time Warner Center apartment off the market because his tenant, an apparently uptight new mother, will not let brokers inside the place. [P6] 

Jade Jagger is Paris Hilton's newest best friend. [Page Six Magazine] 

Sarah Jessica Parker, Matthew Broderick, Uma Thurman, and Edie Falco phonebanked for Barack Obama over the weekend. [US Weekly]

Scarlett Johansson's husband Ryan Reynolds overcame his fear of "bleeding nipples" and ran the New York Marathon in 3 hours and 50 minutes, an experience he called "incredible."  [People]

The Cut finally uncovered an explanation for the cancellation of former Heatherette designer Richie Rich's Celebutante line. [The Cut]

“I don’t actually know what it is, what is it?” asked designer Alexander Wang, who seemed bewildered when we wondered what he thought of the evening’s guest of honor, the “Jagger Dagger.”

Let us explain, Mr. Wang. We were gathered for the release of a specially designed $250,000 ice pick that Jade Jagger created for Belvedere vodka, but even we’re not entirely sure why since the event was not a fund-raiser of any kind.

“Oh, right. the dagger,” said Mr. Wang, quickly trying to redeem himself. “I love it when people take unexpected items and take it out of context, making it into this crazy item. It’s something I would do.”

Most of the guests last night didn’t quite know what to make of the ice pick with the 18-carat white-gold hilt studded with diamonds and sapphires that seemed more like something Juliet would have used to stab herself upon waking and seeing Romeo next to her than a utilitarian utensil for chipping ice.

“I think I could use it for ice, why not?” said Tara Subkoff, examining the dagger in her hands. “I also think it can be a nice gift to give to a person who has everything,” she added.

“But, where would you buy a block of ice like that?” asked Tatiana von Furstenberg, looking around at the giant ice blocks scattered throughout the room that would later be used in a choreographed performance of dancers lunging at them with the daggers.

“I don’t know what I’d do with it, but I guess I could put my rings on it or something,” said Ms. von Furstenberg. “I would just have to keep it away from my 8-year-old daughter.” This is the same daughter who, Ms. von Furstenberg told the Daily Transom, likes to wear a wrap dress that her grandmother, Diane, custom-made for her. “It’s a miniature version made with vintage fabric, she likes to wear it over jeans.”

But even Ms. Jagger herself couldn’t quite say who the target buyer for the “Jagger Dagger” would be. “I don’t know, I guess someone, someone who likes … nice things.”

It’s been two whole years since Kate Moss was busted for bad stuff, but she’s still selling like hot cakes in a snowstorm. Word on the street is that the supermodel-cum-fashion mogul, 33, will cut the ribbon at America’s first TopShop store when it opens next year. She’s currently south of the border shooting a campaign for her Spring 2008 collection, which is reportedly “very Jade Jagger in Ibiza.” Whoa! That could mean a whole mess of things—alotta teeny bikinis, wicked-hangover robes, fuzzy hot pants with neon lighting attached—but, alas, the bloggers at Fashionista think it alludes to Ms. Moss’ last collection. (Apparently Ms. Jagger plus the island of iniquity, in some sense, equals “printed caftans.”) Impatient fans of the model’s trendy threads can stave off any unwanted knicker-knotting by visiting the TopShop Web site, where her first collection for the English retailer is 50% off.