The Telegraph has more of the images from the 2010 Pirelli calendar shot by Terry Richardson up online today. And they’ve also thrown in a few from years past which got us reminiscing.

There’s a gorgeous Avedon shot of Honor Fraser and a Peter Lindbergh of Jaime King from 2002 that I just love.

But the one that really caught my eye was this Herb Ritts photograph of Laetitia Casta in full pin-up mode. It made me miss Herb Ritts and wish that he was still around making beautiful people look even more beautiful.

We highly suggest heading over to his website (kept up by his foundation) and taking a walk down memory lane. You know, in case you’re looking for something other than actual work to get you through this Friday afternoon.

She’s Back Y’all: Gemma Ward’s not going anywhere, thank god. She’s just taking a mini-break from modeling. Wouldn’t it be wonderful if she got back into it without losing those twenty pounds? {Fashionologie}

Blurry Blogging: An even deeper look into the world of fashion blogging. Do you embrace the industry? Stay away from it? Can you be a part of it and still be a real-life blogger? {Blackbook}

One More Time: The age-old, never-ending debate about whether or not girls can be both into fashion and smart, or more importantly, taken seriously. {Telegraph}

Getting Technical: Nicholas Kirkwood and some other major players in the shoe industry teach us all about how they make heels more comfortable from materials to techniques. We love a mini-tutorial. {NY Times}

photo courtesy The SartorialistA Friend In Need: Which is better? Adrien Grenier on the Sartorialist? Or Adrien Grenier labeled ‘Friend’? Either way, the combination of that face and Scott’s camera is fantastic. {Sartorialist}

Teenage Wasteland: We would have paid so very much money to witness one Madonna’s early (as in childhood) performances of “Baba O’Riley”, complete with midriff top and body paint—so very SS10. {RollingStone}

Wannabe: So it’s not exactly hard-core fashion news, but we like to include all things that sort of involve a Beckham, which this does. There may be a Spice Girls musical in the works. To which we say, hell yes. And zigazig ha. {JustJared}

Chicest in All the Land: We definitely can’t argue with Inès de la Fressange being named the most chic woman in France. Oh, to live in a country where Carla Bruni-Sarkozy is at number five. Sigh. {Telegraph}

Ever since the dawn of feminism women have been adopting menswear pieces into their wardrobes and looking cute doing so.

From the inevitable menswear spreads in the September sssues of magazines to the Jean Paul Gaultier ads featuring Raquel Zimmerman in woman and man form, women in men’s clothing has become the social norm and not the least bit shocking. Isn’t every woman’s favorite “morning-at-boyfriend’s-apartment” activity going through his wardrobe and snagging a few shirts and sweaters?

But a man in a skirt or hot pants? Likely to get stares and glares. The Telegraph recently published a story about “Girlfriend Dressing” featuring pictures of Jamie Hince in what seems to be girlfriend Kate Moss’ short shorts and fitted blazer. I can’t blame him; who wouldn’t want to play dress-up in Kate Moss’ wardrobe? In all seriousness, though, why can’t men in women’s clothing be taken seriously the way women in men’s clothing can?

Gareth Pugh showed his first full menswear collection in Paris last night.

The “visionary” collection - super skinny pants, platform patent boots, chain mail vests - might’ve sparked LVMH’s interest, according to The Telegraph. Delphine Arnault, Bernard’s daughter, sat in the front row and personally congratulated Gareth on his show.

The editorial darling could be a big financial risk for LVMH (whose stable of fashion brands include the more reliable likes of Fendi, Louis Vuitton and Marc Jacobs) and a much needed breath of fresh air on the heels of their Lacroix sale.

If forced, we’d have pegged Gareth for Gucci Group membership, but it’s hard to imagine him under anyone else’s control, financial or creative, and answering to a larger body who demands a certain measure of commercial success (because we’re pretty sure Michelle Lamy, Rick Owens’ wife and Pugh’s current backer, loves him just the way he is).

Meanwhile, if Pugh joins the luxury conglomerate, shoes and bags are guaranteed and the thought of Gareth Pugh shoes knocks the wind out of us.

The British Fashion Council just announced this season’s recipients of their New Gen award.

Topshop, the sponsor behind the award, will back twenty-four up and coming designers with space in the London Fashion Week tents throughout the week. The tents stand on the grounds of the Natural History Museum next to the main runway venue and get serious foot traffic from editors and buyers killing time in between shows.

Eight of the winning designers, including Henry Holland, Danielle Scutt, Louise Goldin, Meadham Kirchhoff and Peter Pilotto, will also get sponsorship for their runway shows. Which means, most importantly, a free venue. Last season’s Topshop space (an underground garage), was home to Christopher Kane, Marios Schwab, delicious food and an atmosphere more suited to partying than working.

Which we’re sure that bunch’ll be fine with.

Gap’s let go of their European design team according to The Telegraph.

The company’s numbers are down, (aren’t everyone’s?), but they’re attributing the lay-offs to a “greater demand for American-style fashions”. They’re also betting on Patrick Robinson to make the all-American clothes he designs from New York a little more fashion forward, and thus appealing to Europeans on their own merit.

Europeans desiring North American style, whatever that means, sounds a bit far-reaching. We’re guessing chic Parisians aren’t fawning over cotton t-shirts and boyfriend jeans from the Gap - even if they are pegged a la Katie Holmes. Fashion lust typically moves in the other direction - hello skinny jeans, scarves, Topshop, etc.

The pressure’s on, Patrick.

“But as anyone with a passing interest in classical myth will know, an encounter with the Immortals is generally tinged with danger; which might explain why Zoe’s golden girls rapidly fell apart at the seams, however expensive their Grecian-inspired gowns. As for the Queen of the Underworld herself: well, she’s still as thin as a pin, but possibly not quite as hot as Hades.” - Justine Picardie in Sunday’s Telegraph.