The Who-hair at Guy Laroche made it easy to ignore the chunky sequin dresses and boxy jackets.

I went to the show because I’m still kind of obsessed with Hilary Swank’s Boys Don’t Cry Oscar dress - and even though Guy Laroche circa 2005 was designed by Herve Leroux (formerly Leger) and Guy Laroche circa 2009 is designed by Swede Marcel Marongiu, I was hoping for something of substance.

The show was small, in a room at the Louvre, and the models were good - Eniko Mihalik, Tanya D, Tasha Tilberg, Ali Stephens - but the clothes were made for the loyal customers sitting fifth row and the random New York socialites in the first. Those thigh high boots, however, a real leather version of the vegan friendly version Stella McCartney showed earlier in the morning, were made for the teenage models rocking them down the runway.

Backstage, before the show, more than one threatened to run off with them and I’ll admit, I was tempted.

If we were Twittering, we would tell you that Jill Stuart’s front row - the one that’s boasted Hilary Swank - now has the Hilton sisters. Blame the economy!

Reader Christopher is either excited or repulsed by the following news:

Hilary Swank has signed on to produce a movie version of the spectacularly bad Falling Out of Fashion, the first (and hopefully only) novel by Karen Yampolsky, the former executive assistant of Jane Pratt.

The book is a thinly veiled and thinly written account of Jane Magazine, specifically the months of transition from Jane to the new (and last) editor, Brandon Holley.

Gawker had a smackingly satisfying round-up of the book, which you can read for yourself.

Meanwhile, Variety hints that Swank may also star in the movie, which is… um… silly. It’s so silly it’ll probably make a lot of money.

Portfolio reports that Lindsay Lohan has lost her ad campaign for Jill Stuart.

The rehab refugee’s replacement?

Hilary Swank.

It’s true the actress has an Oscar, an immense amount of talent, and killer abs.

But would you buy a dress from her?

Our guess is no, and here’s why:

Because much like puppies can smell their own moms, young women can sense when someone has been dressed, versus when they’ve actually picked a gown off the floor and gone with it.

Ms. Swank’s talent and poise are her own. But her plunging silk necklines and diamond-dripped details?

Those seem more out of place on the Next Karate Kid than a polar bear in the desert (and yes, that was a vague Lost reference, with apologies).

We’ll see how Stuart’s profits do next season. And then we’ll applaud her team when they hire a new face, like Sienna Miller, and let Swank get back to acting.

A fight broke out at the Jill Stuart show yesterday.

Between us and a “photographer,” (we consider Craig McDean a photographer - this guy was paparazzi).

He shoved in front of us to snap shots of Hilary Swank while we tried to explain to him that we needed pictures of the actual clothes. Hello! It is a fashion show!

In the end, we probably should have just stared at Hilary Swank. Stuart’s best known for her party dresses, and for putting Lindsay Lohan in her ads, but aside from the navy and black one at left, even her usual fare was just ok.

The collection was piece-y; it ranged from teenage dresses to watered down Rag & Bone style military jackets and capes, and ended with a deep-v sequined jumpsuit.

It wasn’t bad, but Hilary Swank looked better.

January’s W may center around a cold interview with Hilary Swank, but it also boasts a very warm, very striking 1970’s inspired editorial.

We read it on our flight back to New York from California, and we almost screamed for the pilot to turn the plane around so we could dress like this every single day. The clothes, the hair, the bags, the sunshine!

We’ve always been the first and most enthusiastic to embrace retro glamour - we’re the only one in the office obsessed with Dita Von Teese and we were Bettie Page for Halloween to everyone’s confusion - but when it comes to actually getting dressed in the morning, we acknowledge the possibility of going too far.

We’re just not sure where the line is - A blousy silk top with flares and wedges might be a costume to some, but for us it’s just toeing the line between Spring ‘73 and Spring ‘08. Is the addition of a denim vest too much? What about a floral headscarf?

It’s standard to mix and match something vintage with something modern, but sometimes we have fun creating an entirely retro look. We just wish people wouldn’t ask us if it’s Halloween when we do.

Since the look of the 1970’s has always been our favorite, we’re loving the return of wedges and can’t wait to see the Halston revival.

Is there an era of clothing that designers have not yet revived that you emulate? Or do you stay away from retro, afraid that you might look, well, tired?