I am a glass half-full kind of girl but a certain song by REM is playing in an endless loop in my head.

Every once in a while, Bazaar’s very hokey fashion stories turn out some true gems. For a designers-in-costume spread, in which all the other big names cheesed out and made it all about themselves (Donna Karan as a hurricane, Lagerfeld as a rap star), Alber Elbaz didn’t even show up for a shoot and yet, he managed to make it all about his customer while appearing sleek, chic and adorable in the process. “If I was a producer in Hollywood,” he says, “James Bond today would be a woman, and I would call her ‘Jane Bomb.’” Love that!

Could there exist any better visual argument against cosmetic procedures than Lauren Hutton and her glorious crow’s feet? Feast your eyes on the natural gorgeousness in the Mario Testino-shot Lord & Taylor campaign.

I am loving the return of the hyper-sculpted hairdo!

Agyness Deyn’s aero-coif confers the braininess of David Byrne and the badness of Billy Idol.

With such indestructible storage space, this Voguette will never need another handbag.

This Calvin Klein blonde looks like she is training seriously for the 2010 Olympic ski jump.

The old horndogs at The Times are either clueless or wussies. More likely, they’re both. For don’t they know that once you’ve decided to fabricate a news story out of cheesecake, you sell out all the way? You don’t bury the controversial newsstand gold that is Britain’s biggest topless pinup girl beneath a super-scary story about bipolar kids. You go balls out, leave your newspaper integrity firmly, ahem, behind, and lay Katie Price and her 32 Double D’s all over the cover. I mean, just look at what Lindsay Lohan and her tits did for New York Magazine.