I thought early February was supposed to be a time to sit in your cozy apartment and bask in the quiet of a cold, gray, activity-free month. But instead we had a whirlwind week: Superbowl Sunday, the "national primaries" of Super-Duper Tuesday. Then there was the parade of tall ladies in pleated silk skirts marching down the runways for New York Fashion Week. The most exciting show? Nanette Lepore — and not for the frilly suits that no one over 13 can wear with a straight face, but for the magnificent glamazon whose four-inch fuchsia heel snapped off as she walked down the runway, and who didn't fall, but rather collected herself and literally stayed on her toes, a phantom heel beneath her, to the end of the catwalk and back. Talk about grace under pressure.

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