As we leave the tents for the final time, we're signing off (for now) on the 140-character (or less) commentary. Here's the last batch of quick notes:Models do not know where to go on the runway at trovata. Someone direct them please
A giant box of emergen-c in the trovata gift bags. Guess they predicted the fashion week flu that's going around...
Erin Wasson looks like a badass Bam Bam.
A homeless guy just said he liked my shoes then said "now where's my quarter?!" Now paying for compliments
A hodown at libertine. Hay, ginger cocktails, and a band wearing bonnets.
The jello shots must have gotten to Erin wasson. She's spread eagle on the floor.
Yay! Someone got me a drink! Hmm tastes like floride mouthwash. Maybe to counteract the lollipops.
A second model takes off her shoes on the runway. Well, at least they're not falling.
Just shot Paris Hilton. Then she had her pic snapped with someone's dad
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