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Another installment of Alexis, and Co.'s "Look at the Look Booklet."

Today's subject, courtesy of New York's special fashion week coverage, is Tinsley Mortimer.

What happens when Tinsley goes downtown?

Christina Kallery, copywriter, J. Walter Thompson/freelance writer/fashionista

Hold up— Tinsley Mortimer ? Didn t I read those books as a kid? Tinsley Mortimer Goes to Tea, Tinsley Mortimer Buys an Ugly, Overpriced Coat at Barneys, Tinsley Mortimer Just Says No? Her downtown hijinks include: First catcall from real live construction worker—it s all so gritty and urban—what would Carrie Bradshaw do?; mistakes transvestite for editor at Vanity Fair—hilarity ensues; feels punk rock after taking subway one stop, just for a hoot; asks homeless old lady if her coat is a vintage Halston; uses antique handkerchief to open doors and grab handrails; annoys boutique employees by prefacing every comment with this reminds me of Alvin Valley—he s a personal friend of mine.

David Garfield, Film/TV Ne'er-do-well

She makes Mr. Mortimer very happy. What? Oh... it's not a euphemism? Well, then. Let me change that. Not being cool enough to go down there yet, she usually is stopped at the border to show her papers. After giving blood, urine and stool samples, she finds that she's been lied to and is, in fact, in New Jersey.

Ophelia Armengol, editor Lexis-Nexis

Well with a name like Mortimer, you are better off staying on the Upper East Side. If her chauffer was up for a little adventure one day I suppose she could check out SoHo or one of the villages. But I've heard they're dirty, dirty places. And who would want to mingle with the commoners anyway?