For What It's Worth, We Still Don't Know How To Pronounce The Word "Tulle."

So Fashion Week has continued. So far we've run across Cameron Diaz, Bono, Miss USA, Ashanti and Carmen Electra. Miss USA was the nicest. But that figures, she's a drunk.

Our favorite moment so far, though, was when we were at the Buckler show. The clothes were terrible, but the male models were unbefuckinglievable. The underwear section nearly made us perish.

We were seated in the front row, directly across from Aaron Hicklin, the new editor of Out Magazine. At the end of the show, when all the models walked out together, we watched him closely. As each man walked by, instead of looking at the clothes, Aaron's eyes skipped directly from face to package. As the parade of hotties went by, it continued. Face-package. Face-package. Face-package.

We'd complain - but we're guessing that it's that exact eye that's the only thing that makes Out readable.