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It’s New York Fashion Week!

And what does that mean? Well, some might say it’s a week in which designers, models, movie stars, editors, photogs, “It girls,” “taste makers,” and hangers-on descend upon Manhattan’s Lincoln Center (and other venues) for a week of glamor! Vogue! Sex! Fashun!

Although there is plenty of glamor, it’s also a week of consuming little but coffee and bottled water, fighting for cabs Thunder Dome-style with people dressed like cartoon characters, looking at really beautiful clothes and also looking at some really ugly ones.

It sure is fun and exciting, but it’s also a challenge to Clark Kent it everywhere by being all over town at the same time. Beauty editor Jennifer Wright and I will be reporting, live tweeting, gulping coffee and keeping our senses of humor. Hopefully.