Joan Jett

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Instagram didn't need a filter at Marc Jacobs. The first half of the runway show was lighted in a sepia tone, presumably so that the audience could focus on the details of the clothes. (The lights were taken up for the second half of the show--every model re-walked the circular runway so that we could see the looks in technicolor, too.) It doesn't matter which season, or whether or not we're blown away by the clothes, Marc Jacobs is time and time again the most wonderful moment of New York Fashion Week. Falling on Valentine's Day, it was the ultimate fashion love letter.

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.

We went to Quintessentially and Tommy Hilfiger's premiere of The Runaways last night, and while Kristen Stewart looked amazing in Pucci and Dakota Fan