Francesca Sozzani

PARIS--In general, I'm a pretty impatient person. Which means if I roll up to a party and there's a massive queue, I typically just walk away. But I really wanted to attend last night's Roberto Cavalli 40th anniversary celebration at École Nationale Supérieure des Beaux-Arts. Probably because it's the first day of Paris Fashion Week and I still have the energy to do more than write. Also, Cavalli knows how to throw a proper party. I knew it would be good. At least the food would be good. So around 10pm, I left my hotel and headed over. As I walked up to the gate, I instantly knew that arriving an hour and a half after start time was a bad idea. Yet I was able to easily weasel my way to the velvet rope. They weren't allowing anyone in at that moment, but I assumed it would be soon enough.

This morning at the CW's up-fronts--a kind of trade show where television networks attempt to woo advertisers with hopes of snazzy fall programming--A