“That was fucking beautiful,” was Mischa Barton’s reaction to Max Azria’s latest collection for Herve Leger. Amanda Bynes, Hilary Duff, Tinsley, and Lissy Trullie also sat front and center, and right in front of me, causing my eyes to burn from the flashbulb frenzy.

Of course the pieces were super duper fitted. It is Leger after all. But I personally enjoyed the more neutral palette and that nothing felt like the same old straight up bandage dress. The use of denim as definitely an interesting change. This more bohemian, earthier thing kinda works for me.

And there was still plenty of red-carpet worthy cocktail wear to keep Young Hollywood sexily dressed, starving and filling the pages of US Weekly. The magazine’s Fashion Director, Sasha Charnin Morrison even had her twin boys (in “Sorry Girls I Only Date Models tees) front row snapping shots.

No, No, and No: I am incredibly opposed to jean on jean. I will never be convinced otherwise. Brit Brit and JT scarred me for life. Kanye on Idol this season did not help the cause. {Grazia}

Does This Make You Smile? We’re not exactly sure why Lily Allen is designing jewelry. But we’ll reserve judgment until we see pictures of the whole collection on Monday. {Vogue UK}

Over and Done: Kiefer’s in the clear as the charges against him for headbutting Jack M. are dropped. We just hope he doesn’t cause any more trouble come September. {Us Weekly}

Girl On Film: Home schooled kids so did not look like this where we grew up. And they certainly didn’t get to appear in ads with Bambi. {W}

Hot Damn! The big three are looking killer. Can we age this way, pretty please? {Fashion Gone Rogue}

Just Like US: Janice Min is leaving US Weekly after spending years making it one of the few bright spots in gloomier by the day magazine land. But if we had to look at that many pictures of the Gosselins, we’d probably want to bolt too. {Gawker}

Welcome to the Club: The CFDA named 31 new members including Alexander Wang, Chris Benz, and MK & A. Big ups to you all. {WWD}

“I’m A Little Frumpy”: So says the president in defense of wearing the same jeans that my dad wears every weekend. We actually find it rather comforting. {HuffPo}

About Bloody Time: The NY Times finally caught on to the whole vampire obsession. Phew, now we can believe it’s real. However I do thank them for giving me an excuse to run a picture of Edward Cullen, er, Robert Pattinson. {NY Times}

Say It Ain’t So: Isn’t it bad enough that Christian Audigier has basically taken over entire blocks of Los Angeles? Now he’s threatening to show in Paris. {FWD via Vogue UK}

DC Style: Of the non-Obama variety, that is. Check out what the kids are wearing on Dupont Circle. {Washington Post}

Heaven On Earth: Coco Rocha discovers the utter beauty that is the “beauty closet”, especially the one at Vogue. {VogueDaily}

The Oscars are safe.

Starlets choose something long, something pretty, something with a jewel on top. But our Oscars, the CFDAs, are a celebration of all things fashion with a capital ‘F’ which means we get to choose best dressed, not US Weekly.

Thanks to Hollywood’s recent penchant for all things fashion - The Devil Wears Prada, Sex and the City, Confessions of a Shopaholic - names like Vivienne Westwood and Anna Wintour have made their way into the general public.

They’re in our tabloids, in Time magazine, on TV - with their own shows! - on 60 Minutes, and in Target gaining celebrity-level attention.

And now, thanks to Kiefer Sutherland’s violent head butting of one of the sweetest men we’ve ever met in fashion, and with the most delicate face to boot, everyone from TMZ to Perez Hilton to Taxi TV is learning how to pronounce Proenza Schouler.

And while the whole thing might be the most tragically ridiculous moment we’ve ever written about, it’s also going to push Jack and Lazaro over the ledge of hip beloved New York designers to international celebrities and that’s just weird.

Do you want to read about people like Chris Benz or the Vena Cava girls in US Weekly? Because we don’t.

—CARSON GRIFFITH

Heidi Klum graced the pages of the new Sports Illustrated swimsuit issue.

The beloved annual spread is half swimsuit catalogue for women, half eye candy for men. (Yes, apparently over 28 million women read “the Academy Awards” of swim wear fashion.)

In this edition, Heidi wears a suit by Red Carter, and now the label’s profits are up 60% from this time last year and they’ve already sold 400 of the $137 bikini Heidi wears.

When we saw Heidi posing with Will Ferrell, all we could think was, wait, Heidi Klum’s a model? While the fashion industry devotes its love to the Tanyas, Natalias and Jourdans of its world, everyone else has made Heidi Klum the face of fashion.

Us Weekly just named her Style Icon of the Year and now even Bloomberg’s reporting on the fact that whatever you put on her body will sell out in minutes.

Is it just us, or was her faux Van Cleef clover jewelry enough to discredit her style icon status?

We’re not sure why Mr. Blackwell’s annual list of the worst dressed celebrities is such a momentous feat.

The man behind it, born Richard Selzer in Brooklyn, transitioned from actor to fashion designer in the late-1950’s, dressing everyone from Jayne Mansfield to Nancy Reagan. He was apparently the first fashion designer to show his collection on TV. (Was he also the last? We’ve never heard of such a thing, unless Blackwell birthed QVC.)

But when fashion changed dramatically in the 80’s, Blackwell was unable to change, too, and thus turned into the bitter fashion critic better known for rhyming and alliteration than design or creativity.

Much like the worst-dressed pages at the end of US Weekly, Mr. Blackwell’s list leaves us thinking, “Good for her for rocking that outfit!” It’d be funny to see Mr. Blackwell rate the runway shows - he’d surely disapprove of our favorite McQueen creations and flip out over this spring’s Balenciaga.

We might not be able to wear vintage like Mary-Kate or Herve Leger like Posh, but we like to think that if given the chance we’d take as many fashion risks as they do.

And if we ever are in the public eye, we might actually rejoice in making it on his worst-dressed list every once in awhile - at least we’d know we had lived (fashionably speaking).

*bonus points if you know who said the title…

Whether or not a person has killer style is truly up to debate. We can’t remember how many arguments we’ve had over whether Rachel Zoe always looks amazing or just 70’s.

But whether or not someone actually has style- as in, a manner of dressing which is so recognizable it can be copied or even repackaged and sold on TopShop- is not really up to debate at all.

The newest US Weekly has chosen a curious pair to headline its “20 Best Makeovers” issue. It heralds Katie Holmes as “Most Improved” and Carrie Underwood as rocking the “Sexiest New Style.”

Now, we’re not saying that we expect US Weekly to cover anything other than celebrities looking either stunning or like train wrecks, but this line up of celebrities with enviable “style” just doesn’t make sense.

We can’t imagine anyone ever saying, “God, that dress is so Katie!” We’re not even going to bother retyping that with Carrie’s name, too.

At least US Weekly has given us a whole new style debate to dive right into: does it really count as style if you have a professional laying your outfits out for you?