As suggested, for this week's bag-seeking adventures, we hopped the L train to Williamsburg, Brooklyn: Home of the Hip(sters). There's a not-so-scientific theory that "all the cute boys live in Brooklyn," (Britt will concur) and while they were definitely out in full-force, they weren't carrying any manbags, so I didn't have a proper excuse to stop them (sad face).

But we did get a cute girl who's playing a boy in an all-female cast of Julius Caesar, along with Zina Star - a rising star (that's not just a pun, I really mean it) - and yes, that's her birth name.

And just a side note: We did spot one PVC bag, but oddly enough... the owner wouldn't let us go through it... even though we could see everything inside.

Irony at its best?

--JAZZI McGILBERT

Another week, another corner!

Disproving the theory that all New Yorkers are mean mugging and on a mad dash to someplace important, more super-friendly faces let us stop them and rifle through their bags.

We met a stylish shop boy who declares this the "Summer of the Scarf" and a bubbly actress who gave us a lesson in motivational thinking from neon note cards. And by popular demand - my own bag!

Any suggestions on which corner to stake out next time?

--JAZZI McGILBERT

This week was particularly sweltering in New York City.

But what the street lacks in AC, it makes up for in cute, friendly people who are surprisingly willing to entertain us by letting us search their bags.

No puppies this time - instead, we stopped a Melbourne visitor with a Chloé wallet and a model with some serious Sudoku skills.

Enjoy!

-- JAZZI McGILBERT

A lot of you have asked for it, and here it is - the return of What's In Your Bag? !

Our new host is our old super-intern, Jazzi McGilbert, who lovingly combed the streets of New York for subjects.

This is our first one in a long time, so expect it to only get bigger and better from here, and with less use of the word "awesome." (And yes, believe it or not, the amazing people we stopped were total coincidences! But if you're lucky, we might start tipping you off to our filming locations...)

Enjoy the clip, and click through for our blooper reel with a very funny special guest -

See you out there!

To answer some questions from last time:

1. We do ask the bag people ahead of time, but it's literally minutes before the cameras roll. I think it's awfully rude to just shove a camera in someone's face and ask for their handbag, so we compromise a little spontaneity for the chance to prepare people.

2. The reason we stop normal people and not "D List Celebrities" is because we like real people more. Occasionally we do ask designers, socialites, and models what's in their bag, and if you scroll through the "Your Bag" archives, you can see that.

Fair warning: if you have a Devi Kroell for Target bag, we will find you...

Still waiting for you guys to take pictures of what's inside your bag and send them... then perhaps this madness will stop!

and if you want to see what's in my bag, it's really boring, but here you go...

Because I love you so much, I hit the Soho streets with a video camera to find out what's in your bag... okay, maybe not yours, but you get the idea.

Enjoy, and if you want us to raid your bag for a future segment, email tips@fashionista.com and let us know - we'll be there with a camera and some fashion giggles in a heartbeat.

Super Sweet Sixteen, eat our dust.

We were vaguely shocked to realize our entire office had a crush on the actress Olivia Wilde, and then we realized:

She's 22, whip smart, and looks like Angelina Jolie, so who doesn't have a crush on her?

Alas, Olivia is already married, so our various colleagues can't get into her heart -

But they can get into her purse, thanks to Spin and DKNY Jeans - they hosted a Milk Studios auction last night of old rock star photographs from the magazine. Liv swept in, and we made this sweeping expose about her Isabella Fiore tote.

Our favorite thing inside? Tickets to a certain Broadway play... "But it was horrible," she admits. "I love good theater, but not this."

Hopefully she'll like her own play better - Olivia's next project is Beauty on the Vine, a show that opens next month at the Epic Theater Center.

Reasons we love Molly Sims, whom we crashed into yesterday (literally, oops) at the Stelle clothing launch party...

1. We secretly watch Las Vegas before going out on Fridays.

2. The only time we wore Old Navy was when she did the commercials.

3. When we said, "Can we see what's in your bag?" she promptly pried open her Gustto and took out every single thing, one by one, so we could do a thorough investigation. Afterwards, a cocktail waitress asked me if she'd lost her keys...

Booth Moore is the LA Times style editor, and she was thisclose to buying a Chanel Naked Shopper bag, until she had this realization:

There wasn't even any quilting. Just clear plastic, a pair of interlocking silver C's and a cheap-looking chain. I grew angry. The only thing that was clear was that I was the joke and Karl was laughing all the way to the Deutsche bank. I can just hear him saying, "You silly voomuhn."

There have been a few fashion moments recently where one isn't sure if they're laughing with the designer, or just being laughed at - Jeremy Scott's faux-snickers sweatshirt and Marc's massive, massively priced hats come to mind.

I would never buy a $900 piece of plastic, I can see the appeal of splurging on one abroad - it makes going through customs so much easier, and with a Double C logo to boot.

It was an Every Girl moment - running out the door last night to dinner, and the boy behind me goes, "Why do you need such a big bag? What do you put in there?"

The answer, of course, is everything. Handbag space is precious - it's like what some people put in the trunk of their car, if the trunk was lined in embossed silk or monogrammed leather.

To prove our point, we sought out Stacey Bendet, the designer of Alice + Olivia and the keeper of a vintage Gucci tote. Stacey herself is about the size of Tinkerbell, and yet, look what she can cram into her bag...

It was only a matter of time before an actual bag designer released her clutch into our clutches, and here we go: meet Holly Dunlap, former Lily Pulitzer head, current creative director of Hollywould, and marathon party girl.

The first time we met Holly, we were knocking back Cuervo shots in her Elizabeth Street boutique - of course, that was before she got Lydia Hearst and Theodora Richards to model her designs in a calmer setting (the ground floor of Christie's; Tinlsey Mortimer was also in the show).

Now Holly has a showroom across the street from Chanel, but the guts of her bag (which she designed herself) could belong to the bad girl in your sorority...

How cool is ELLE fashion editor Kate Lanphear? Let's put it this way: when Imitation of Christ showed their Spring '07 collection in September, they made sure she was sitting next to Scarlett. When Kate walks out of a fashion show, every assistant in the room turns to her third row friends and says, "she's my girl crush."

When we spotted Kate ditching the Marc Jacobs party at 205 (along with half the Marc Jacobs staff), we knew the routine: "She's my girl crush," I grinned to my date, then ditched him and promptly asked Kate to open her bag.

Kate: Sure; what do you want?

Us: Do you have any candy?

Kate: I have Reeses Peanut Butter Cups! The best kind! You get sugar lows during Fashion Week and they're horrible; you're waiting for a show to start and all you want is candy.

Us: You also have a lint roller.

Kate: I do. I wear mostly black and white, and in the winter with so many knits, those colors love to shed. Look, and I have a map of New York! I'm such a tourist! But people have shows in the most random places. Sometimes I look at the invite and I'm like, "Are you sure this show isn't in London? Because I've never seen that address before." It's like streets get invented for Fashion Week.

Us: Why do you have an eraser?

Kate: I refuse to write in pen. I take all my show notes in mechanical pencil.

Us: Is there anything you do write in pen?

Kate: My name!

When Amber Valetta walked into the Chris Benz dinner for Lancome, we were already obsessed, but then she pulled out her Prada clutch. "You're in love with it, aren't you?" she asked, so we tiptoed to her side of the table (where she sat next to Shalom Harlow in a pool of unfairness) and did a little style investigation.

AMBER: It actually has hooks for a chain on the inside; it's supposed to be a proper bag but I thought it would be much better as a clutch.

US: So in love.

AMBER: It goes with everything and all my friends want to steal it.

US: Yeah, Chris Benz said he'd swipe it for us as soon as you went to the bathroom.

AMBER: Yeah, nice try!

US: What's inside it?

AMBER: Just my wallet. It's a party - pack light!

Ever wonder what fashion editors do in the front row? You know, after they pretend not to notice they're sitting next to Scarlett, discretely deposit the makeup from their goody bags into their actual bags, and focus very hard on their Trio messages?

Fashionista has a lovely window inside the mind of a pro, thanks to the incredible Hilary Alexander. The style editor of the London Telegraph, Hilary may be the UK press' most public face, and she's a Kaiser Chiefs fan to boot (which means, of course, we love her).

Check her out with Tom Ford, at right, and then click below to see her musings on Alice Roi's Fall '07 collection...

"Male Socialite" (and actual writer) Derek Blasberg is blogging for Jane and rooting for Jacquetta Wheeler this season. But what's he lugging around in his giant bag? Fashionista investigates...

US: Hey Derek, what's up with the bag?

DEREK: Don't you love it? It's from Calvin Klein.

US: We do love it, but why is it so big?

DEREK: I don't think it's appropriate for guys to walk around with little man purses. If a guy wants to carry a bag, he needs to carry a well-sized, sturdy, appropriate bag!

US: Good call; that's so true. But that bag looks like it could fit a Tinsley, a Genevieve, or a Lily inside. Is one of them hiding in there to keep you company?

DEREK: No! You want to take a peek?