Edited by Jessica Lapidos
Ah, the end of New York Fashion Week, end of the endless free booze and unseen up-close clothes. No more running into Kelly Osbourne, or firsthand Kimye spottings, or Daily Back Rows, or crushing Echaus Latta energy drinks just to stay alive. Time to either move on to London or turn around, stay in NY and watch the next FW from home. But enough of those wistful kinds of blues. The blues that really matter are the ones that took the runway with true hue, along the spectrum from a light baby to a real royal.