Presumably the organisers of London Fashion Week regularly awake with a jolt during the dead of night, wondering what the point of it all is - no more so than during fashion's current week, which belongs to Paris.
Prodding London, and indeed Milan and New York, out of the water, Paris Fashion Week simply reigns supreme. This declaration isn't based on the designers on offer, mind you, more so the celebrities that go to the trouble of tottering through clay caked promenades in order to sit in a front row.
OK, so we have 'the usuals', those being Kate Moss, her fellah, Anna Wintour, Lily Allen's bump, and, eh, Geri Halliwell, but we also have Justin Timberlake; Janet Jackson (one can only assume they met up to discuss old times / nipple adornments); Catherine Deneuve; Liv Tyler; Courtney Love (the stem cell facelift may be working a treat, but it can't hide the crazy); Leigh Lezark; Rachel Bilson; Dita Von Teese in an array of outfits (the saggy skin avec engorged rabbit bollock ensemble is a surprise); and even Beth Ditto strutting down Galliano's catwalk.
If that line up doesn't impress you (it's not mind blowing, but it's better than the usual snaps of Daisy Lowe and Jamie Winstone swinging out of each other), Paris Fashion Week provides us with stylish natives (some of which turned up astride bikes), the bizarre, and some of the s(wankiest) parties going... Yep, Spiderman has indeed arrived all over Tyra Banks's face.
If it's actual runway action you're after, we have galleries in Caught Out...