Derek "Writer" Blasberg's Janemag.com dispatches from Fashion Week are refreshingly raw—by which we mean, completely unedited—and name-droppy (not to mention product/restaurant droppy; are all your meals at Balthazar comped, or what?). Here, come along with us down the Blasberg rabbit hole.

I skipped Rock & Republic to celebrate Lily Donaldson's birthday, which ended up at Gramery Park. Lily, Caroline Winberg, Lisa Cant and all the studly Eurotrash that follows in their skinny, prebuscent wake were there looking healthy and vibrant and young (oddly enough while they chainsmoked and guzzled champs). Bitches. So that's why I've spent this entire morning not eating and hating myself. But then again that's not very different from any other fashion week, is it?

No, probably not. What else does Derek have to say about Fashion Week?

After the jump, Derek's feeling on "long runways" and some other faggy fashion-y stuff.

Um, what happened to the past 14 hours? And further, what happened to my neck? After Phillip Lim (great show—I love a long runway—and the menswear was cropped and brilliant) I came home for a snack before Benjamin Cho. I woke up about an hour ago still on the couch with my minature winnie dog haven eaten the rest of my Domino's pizza (cause, obviously, fashion week encourages me to eat healthily and all) and still laying on the couch, LLBean boots still on.

And:

I can't think of pretty girls in dresses and fur because I just saw pretty boys in dresses and fur.

Oh, and:

Thakoon was sweet. And I never thought I'd say that about a collection that incorporated a hoop skirt, ostrich feathers and, what was my high school pet peeve, black and navy worn together. When he came out he looked so proud and adorable (and young).

We'll leave you with this:

But the real inspiration was the hipster prom at Eugene. I've never seen so much acid wash, half-ponies, tapered jeans, and heavy eyeliner in all my life. Which isn't necessarily a bad thing.

Actually, it's a very, very, very bad thing.

Dress & Primp Blog [JaneMag.com]

Earlier: Before They Were Sorta Famous: Derek Blasberg, "Writer"