When I found myself at a pre-Fashion Week runway show last night, soaking in uber-cool choreography during a presentation by the denim line DL1961, I tried to forget about how I had answered my first e-mail at 7 that morning.
Befitting the ultra-cool neighborhood's roots, the show packs so much in that it feels overstuffed snowflakes fall, strobe lights pulse, actors race about and smoke pours.