Yes Man star Molly Sims goes a little wild while picking out toys in the FAO Schwarz department inside Macy’s at the Westfield Fashion Square in Sherman Oaks, Calif., on Wednesday.

In high school, it’s all about boys, popularity, and clothes. Yep, sounds about right. No movie portrayed that better than Clueless. In her most outstanding role, Alicia Silverstone played Cher, and along with her BF Dione, took newbie Tai under their wings and transformed her into one of the most coveted girls in school. All it took was a couple knee-high socks, short plaid skirts, platform pumps, and a Beverly Hills attitude. See, it’s so easy to go from clueless to coolness. As if!

Learn it, love it, live it. The volcanic cast of Jawbreaker: Rose McGowan, the fearless leader; Rebecca Gayheart, the beauty with soul; Julie Benz (now of Dexter fame) as Foxy, the frivolous follower; and Judy Greer, the made-over diva Vylette. Throw in Marilyn Manson and Pam Grier, and it’s fun for the whole Fab family.

Circa 1999, these ladies ruled the hallways in skin-tight, candy-colored cardigans, pencil skirts, capri pants, hoop earrings, midriff exposure, and attitude-inducing outfits. They are as hot, powerful, and wicked as school girls get. As the tagline goes, “The sweetest candies are sour as death inside” — we could all use a little Jawbreaker sticky sweet style in our back to cool wardrobe.

Wearing a great watch is also a sign of good taste. And what could be cuter than having a watch with a monkey and loose diamonds with it? Heck, you could be wearing a plain tee with jeans and flats but a watch says a lot about one person.

That’s what I am talking about, don’t just wear a plain red top - wear something that has drama, spice and everything nice! The twisted detail is what made this top pretty. 

In other parts of the country or the world, it is already hot, hot, hot! It’s time to let your feet breathe and awaken the inner gladiator in you! This cutie would be great with maxi dresses, shorts or fun, flirty summer dresses! Definitely a must-have for the season.

With the temperatures rising, women are wearing thongs more and more each day - to the grocery, mall and some even to work. But ladies, if you want to give your feet a little pampering and we’re not just talking about pedicures and massages here - don’t just go flat, jeweled sandals are definitely a must for the season! Your feet deserve it too. 

Ennio Capasa claims he was mesmerized by the look of London’s many style tribes when he launched Costume National in 1987. Still, it’s primarily punk that has shaped his sensibility over the subsequent years. Now, with the generosity of spirit that years of success can bequeath a guy, he has initiated the next decade of his career with a return to roots. Big clue: Capasa has shaved off his Three Musketeers goatee. “Cleaning up,” he called it backstage. And the fashion equivalent was a collection that drew in elements of ted, mod, skin, and—natch—punk to create a dish that was, as the designer said in his show manifesto, “for tomorrow.” While Radiohead blistered the ether with key tracks from In Rainbows, Capasa marched a mod-worthy pied-de-poule trench, a plaid shirt, waistcoat, and white jeans combo (sheer skinhead), and a red plaid mohair jacket (echoes of vintage ‘77 King’s Road) down the catwalk. The brothel creepers and the trilbys pushed casually back on the models’ heads added the requisite fifties vibe. But Capasa is more than a fashion archeologist. There will always be a detail that lets you know he feels what he does—maybe something as minor as a signet ring pushed over a fingerless mitt, or as striking as the bugle-beaded lapel on a washed-out jacket. You might have done that yourself to juice up a vintage purchase, but Ennio did it first.

La Scala is an exceptionally cheesy discotheque on the Rue de Rivoli in Paris. Favored by package-tour ravers, it features a video wall playing MTV dating disasters. In bikinis. Not the kind of place you’d expect to hear Ella Fitzgerald singing… or, even more so, expect to see Rei Kawakubo’s latest collection. But all these elements came together with surprising seamlessness in one disorienting, dystopian package for Comme des Garçons’ fall show.
Rei’s enduring affection for Vivienne Westwood found an explicit outlet in clothes that took the teddy boy proportions of Viv’s first foray into fashion design (Let it Rock) and combined them with the iconoclasm of punk’s seedbed, Viv and Malcolm McLaren’s legendary Seditionaries. She applied graphics adapted from Jamie Reid, punk’s Leonardo, to a distressed drape jacket. Another jacket was deconstructed with zippers. Classic tweeds and glen plaids were bisected by brutal plaid inserts, or overprinted and degraded, as though hungry rodents had been gnawing on them. And the slogans branded on the clothing? “Closing Down Sale,” “Last Days,” and the timeless “No Future.”
But the fact that such glass-half-empty sentiments shared cloth with a determination to specify the season in which these outfits were being presented (i.e., “Comme des Garçons Autumn/Winter 2008″) hinted at a different agenda, one that recognized the primacy of the moment. Carpe diem—could that be Rei’s latest message?

P.S. In a chapeau-obsessed season (from Chaplin’s bowler to Suggs’s porkpie), you’d be hard-pressed to beat Stephen Jones’ peerless top hats. For some reason, they made one think of that old line about elegance being refusal.