Lest you think that the fashion set is experiencing designer collab fatigue, hundreds of people (including Jessica Alba and Solange Knowles) crowded New York's Spring Studio for last night's launch of Phillip Lim's highly anticipated collection with Target.

You've seen all the amazing collections from New York fashion week, but what about what happens after the models and editors and bloggers go home? Welp, here's the thing: They don't go home. They PARTY.

Sometimes it can feel like there's no group more jaded than the fashion pack. But when you turn Pier 57 into an indoor carnival, complete with rides, games, and food trucks--like they did last night for the Prabal Gurung for Target launch party--well, it's pretty hard to feign boredom.

We think it's safe to say that several fashion showers were taken.

Alexander Wang makes bank, Lil Kim performs at the Opening Ceremony Rager and Carine Roitfeld has a ball.

As we mentioned earlier, Joan Smalls was in the building for last night's Destination IMAN launch party at the Dream Hotel. We cornered the number one model in the world to ask about her new gig co-hosting MTV's House of Style with Karlie Kloss.

There are only a few people in this world who are so iconic, all you need to say is their first name, and everyone knows who you're talking about. Whitney. Madonna. Jesus. Iman. Last night, the legendary supermodel fêted the launch of her new fashion and lifestyle website, Destination IMAN (yes, that's IMAN in all caps) along with a host of fashion notables.

I attended last night's Brian Atwood party at the Four Seasons with three intentions: Find Ryan Lochte, meet Ryan Lochte, and make Ryan Lochte fall madly in love with me. I can proudly report that within approximately 45 minutes' time, I achieved two of my three goals--and let's just say, the jury's still out on the third. Allow me to explain.

Stella McCartney had a special presentation tonight in London, and it sounds like it was possibly the best thing that ever happened. We were sadly not

Never saw this one coming but it really happened: Axl Rose and his recreated Guns N’ Roses sounded the closing bell of New York Fashion Week. Needless

What better way to celebrate Valentine's Day then with a screening of a truly awesome and creepy new Miu Miu short film? Last night the Italian labe

A few weeks ago I received a bright pink invitation complete with pink stick-on rhinestones inviting me to come to the "Barbie Dream Closet" at Linc

Dear PETA, Last night, to kick off fashion week in the best way we could have possibly imagined, Vice, whom we love for their unconventional fashion

Carine Roitfeld threw a launch party for her new book Irreverent in Paris last night. The theme was bal des vampires, meaning it was basically this season's answer to last year's French Vogue masquerade ball. The fashion crowd went with the theme--some full on (Olivier Theyskens), some only slightly more vampiric than usual (Julia Restoin Roitfeld), some just dressed in black (Kanye West) and one guest wore a giant red Giles Deacon X Stephen Jones swan on her head (guess who!). It's hard to tell whether or not Karl Lagerfeld dressed up and Karlie Kloss let us know that her recent penchant for near-nudity is not relegated to magazines and runways. She wore a risqué black Anthony Vaccarello gown (which she also wore on the runway) that revealed most of her torso and had a slit that went all the way to the hip. If anything, this was a pretty awesome party idea--and just in time for Halloween. Who do you think did vampire chic best?

PARIS--Last night at soon-to-be It-club Silencio (think Gold Bar plus Kenmare), Proenza Schouler's Jack McCollough and Lazaro Hernandez along with POP magazine threw a party to celebrate the release of their new Harmony Korine-directed fashion film, Snowballs. The title is entirely misleading because not only is there nothing snowy or bally about this film, but snowballs also connote a sort of childhood cuteness (a snowball fight! fun!) and this film is not that. It's disturbing and most of the posh fashion-y crowd (which included both Traina sisters and Lauren Santo Domingo) left the screening room feeling a bit unnerved and gripping their champagne flutes a little tighter. The creepy baby voices singing, the models dressed up like Native Americans with distorted faces and feet shod in trash bags, the not-so-sober rotund shirtless Southern preacher type character in a trailer, the part where the shirtless fat Southern guy and the two characters dressed up as Native Americans all dance together in a circle--it's provocative to say the least. Jack McCollough even acknowledged to WWD that the film is "not like a sales vehicle. It’s a sales deterrent if anything." But that's precisely why it's awesome.

This week's party highlights were for two very different brands, but both drew a similarly fabulous crowd (especially stylish Brits) and memorable music performances. Hayley danced the night away and drank margs with Alexa Chung Monday, while Dhani took in an amazing performance by Karen Elson and chatted with Mischa Barton Tuesday. Read on for deets and pics! On Monday, Mulberry celebrated their 40th birthday in only the way that the quirky-cool English brand could pull off: With an all-out rager atop the Skylight Studios and all of fashion's cool crowd in attendance.

As the night wore on (and a monsoon raged outside), Surface to Air revelers made their way from the store's new flagship to the late-90s staple B Bar on Bowery. By the time we got there, we were soaked to the bone, but somehow all the lovelies and trendsters miraculously managed to stay fresh and dry through their transit. Another 90s reference of the night--lots of guys toting bulky backpacks, which got to be kind of a bitch navigation-wise as the bar got crowded. We spotted Surface to Air co-founder Jérémie Rozan schmoozing with his party people, plus DJ/fashion girl Mia Moretti, Genevieve Jones, and Emily Weiss (who did a drive-by for some champers and photo ops), editor of the Fashionista-awarded "Best Fashion-y Beauty Blog" Into the Gloss. Kid Cudi himself stopped by later, along with Chromeo, who performed for the pumped up crowd. On our way out, to our pleasant surprise, we bumped into James “PJ” Ransone. Who, you ask? Well, hipster subway commuters may recognize as the denim-clad guy in those Opening Ceremony x Levi’s ads, but fans of The Wire know him as tragic, trigger-happy longshoreman Ziggy Sobotka.

LONDON--And best bash of LFW (so far, and yes, slight intoxication may tint our estimation) goes to the Love magazine for Alexander Wang party at Liberty. Daisy Lowe was there, dancing up a storm in a Mark Fast crop top and pencil skirt. When Beth Ditto forgot the lyrics during her a capella version of "I Will Always Love You," she called on none other than Alexa Chung to complete the phrase.

LONDON--Mulberry left the enchanted countryside set from the show in place for its after-party at Claridges. Guests Kirsten Dunst and Clemence Poesy sipped organic cider and noshed on mini toad in the hole, while other attendees posed for snaps in Fantastic Mr. Fox animal masks. As for us? All about the dance floor, baby. Click through for images form the party.

I'm having a really good time at London Fashion Week. Here's why:

Thank goodness today marks the final day of New York Fashion Week, because we are in desperate need of some good old-fashioned zzz's. Once yesterday evening's shows wrapped, we headed down to Indochine to celebrate the sixth issue of The Last Magazine at the bar beneath the Lafayette Street eatery. The space was brimming with gorgeous faces--we spied former Last cover girl Anja Rubik among the revelers, as well as industry insiders like Matt Kays, Rumi Neely, and CA Creative's Alexandra Weiss--and the Kanon Organic Vodka flowed freely. Zara Zachrisson and May Kwok were on DJ duty, and it quickly became clear that the space's smoky back room housed the designated dance floor while the entryway lounge was strictly for rubbing shoulders with the genetically-blessed. We finally made our way through the Marlboro haze--fresh copies of the glossy's latest edition in hand--and up to midtown's Lavo, where a slightly more dressed-down crowd fêted DJ duo Harley Viera-Newton and Cassie Coane's 23rd birthdays.

Patricia Field, who is not known for subtlety in her styling or personal sartorial choices, threw a Disco Valentine's Ball Friday night at Capitale in NYC. To get everyone in the mood for Valentine’s Day, she invited her fabulous friends to come in costume, preferably red. Drag queens, lots of T&A, and a fair amount of Harajuku-esque dressing set the scene--this was not about tasteful fashion. Trojan was one of the sponsors, so you can only imagine what sort of debauchery was encouraged. The costume contest winners--for “Sexiest Couple,” “Sexiest Single,” and “Best Costume” were awarded trophies and a $4,000 shopping spree. Patricia Field hired go-go dancers to entertain and get the crowd in the mood. She also dressed them--we spotted metallic snake skin bras, transparent harem pants, shiny pasties, and thongs--lots of thongs.

As darkness fell on the first day of New York Fashion Week, we headed west to check out some art courtesy of Vladimir Restoin-Roitfeld's curation, and show off our faux fur at PETA's fashion week party. The first stop was a warehouse on the desolate Washington Street where Vladimir Restoin Roitfeld and Andy Valmorbida were hosting RETNA: The Hallelujah World Tour. The open and dim space smelled of fresh paint (there were splatters of it on the floor) and graffiti artist RETNA's canvases filled with abstract black and white symbols lined the walls. The crowd, sipping on what we're pretty sure was straight vodka, was as eclectic as the art itself. Fashion folk like Eddie Borgo and proud mama Carine Roitfeld mingled with a young flock of skateboarders (boards in tow), older women in hulking fur coats, and disheveled yet chic Parisian-looking men.