There was a mini-debate going on in the comments section of a Paris post.

One person decreed that blogs aren’t press and therefore shouldn’t sit in the press section of a show while another pointed out that we obviously aren’t buyers which together puts us in a rather awkward category. Blogs are, according to most publicists, considered press, and our seating assignment is usually a testament to that classification.

However, this season we noticed a new seating trend pop up. For the first time, those reporting for blogs and magazines’ online departments were often seated together which meant we had daily run-ins with reporters from Elle.com, Papermag.com, Glamour.com, Showstudio, DazedDigital, Fashionologie and more.

For example, at Marios Schwab, bloggers had their own Front Row section (alongside the Conde section, the ELLE section, etc), which created a real commune-style discussion of, “Well, I can’t report this for my site, but you totally should use what I heard earlier!” Fun, and certainly effective for spilling your thoughts onto Twitter in mere minutes.

Which makes us wonder, are the days of acting like bloggers aren’t real media members finally over? Because it looks like they are, at least in fashion. Especially now, when major editors from The Times are tweeting and Vogue editors like Filipa Fino are writing for Vogue Daily and WWD posts multiple times a day. We’re just saying, the line is getting awfully blurry.

This morning’s Lagerfeld show was scheduled for 10:00 am. Doors started to open at 10:49 am. It was cold and it was raining and this is what I heard - all polite, all amusing.

Hilary Alexander: “Get me someone from the press office please. Are we just supposed to wait here in the rain? Karl would be furious if he knew about this.”

Virginia Smith & Filipa Fino: “Standing’s over there,” says the security guard.

“I’m not standing though,” Virginia politely responds.

“Standing’s to the right,” he turns around to ignore her.

“Grace! Can you please help us?” she asks.

Grace Coddington walks by with the Harlechs in tow - both Lady Amanda and Tallulah - and even they can’t get Vogue’s Fashion and Accessories Market Editor past the man who’s devoted his morning to making sure she stands. (She made it through a moment later.)

Glenda Bailey: “But she’s very important! You must let her in,” because Roopal Patel’s hard invitation was missing.

Clueless, but magnificently dolled up older woman from the middle of the crowd: “This is outrageous! You must let us in! Why would you let her in and not us!”

Her was a Margiela clad Carine. The only person who slipped by without an ounce of trouble and the only person with a personal umbrella holder named Emmanuelle Alt.

“After another successful, sexy show, Donatella Versace hosted an intimate dinner at La Bolognese restaurant, but we hear her favorite spot in Milan is the restaurant San Marco. It is so tiny that you have to use the restroom next door—now, that is exclusive!” - Vogue’s Filipa Fino, on the glamorous heights of exclusivity, in the magazine’s blog (even though they won’t call it that).