“Nudity is always terrifying, even now. And yes, I have to admit I’ve been trying to eat less. I’ve been doing yoga classes with some girls in Richmond and eating lots of salads. The nudity scene is brilliantly comic - I was roaring with laughter when I saw it - but I’m worried about whether the buns are going to cover my breasts.” —Jerry Hall, on preparing for her new role on stage in Calendar Girls. No word on how she feel about teenage daughter Georgia May Jagger barely covering hers in the new Hudson campaign.

Ford Models just re-signed Jerry Hall.

The woman’s been modeling for thirty-seven years but it sounds like it took her recent turn for Chanel to get Ford, her old agency, to pay attention.

Karl Lagerfeld put her front and center for his Cherie inspired Spring accessories catalog and she landed a Self Service editorial, too.

Now that she’s repped by Ford and there seems to be some sort of international demand for golden models of yesteryear - Lauren Hutton, Tasha Tilberg, Kristen McMenamy (a range, we know) - we wonder how long it will take to see Hall’s face everywhere.

Everywhere but Levitra ads, that is - we can’t see Ford being cool with that.

For some reason, I had big expectations for Fashion Fringe.

Maybe it’s because some super cool designers have emerged from it and I thought I might see the next big thing. Or it could’ve been because Tom Ford was a judge and I have a huge crush on him. But it could be because when I walked in, the front row names read: Jerry Hall, Georgia May Jagger, Dita Von Teese, and Princess Beatrice.

But in the end, it was about the clothes. (Well, sort of. I did get a huge kick out of seeing Emma Watson end up in Jerry Hall’s seat and next to Dita. And it was kind of amazing to watch Donatella Versace walk straight into Faran).

The competition included four designers. The first showed an all-white collection inspired by Sarah Jessica Parker which sounds doomed for failure but actually ended up the winner (Eun Jeong Hong’s line, Go By a Secret Path). The second featured super cute, super wearable brightly colored dresses. The third went on print overload with more than a little Miu Miu influence. And the fourth, well the fourth kid was banking on Donatella’s vote and showed a parade of vampy dresses set off with dark lipstick.

Do I think I saw the next Chris Kane or Gareth Pugh? No. But I had fun.

“Oh my gosh, it’s Jerry Hall!” — one clueless Texas tourist to another, outside the Tents in Bryant Park, as they spied stylist Rachel Zoe.