Today, the Wall Street Journal included eighth-grade fashion blogger Tavi Gevinson in itsprofile of blogger fashion muses. What it doesn't tell you is that Gevinson was previously outed by the media and that her blog has, like, a name.

Fashion's Night Out went down last night. Did you take part in the "largest single shopping event in the city's history" and actually do some shopping? Or did you just marvel at the spectacle of it all: Anna Wintour, Michael Kors, Diane von Furstenberg, and Kate Hudson stepping foot inside a Macy's in Queens; Justin Timberlake greeting fans at Saks; Charlize Theron putting in an appearance at Dior; Oscar de la Renta belting out a few tunes with Sarah Jessica Parker, Barbara Walters and Bette Midler; the Olsen twins bartending at Bergdorf, not far from where Posh Spice was signing t-shirts and Padma Lakshmi was judging a cook-off. (And on and on and on.)

A few more photos from the first day of Fashion Week are below.

Teen Vogue is cannily taking advantage of the widespread yearning to work in fashion by publishing a new "Handbook" which says—we're paraphrasing—"You will fail. Fashion sucks." But the NYT digs up one solitary useful piece of advice.

On Tuesday evening, the Sundance Channel hosted a screening and cocktail party at the private club Norwood for Loic Prigent's new documentary series, The Day Before. Hosting the event were Proenza Schouler's Jack McCollough and Lazaro Hernandez and Nathalie Rykiel of Sonia Rykiel, who are featured in Full Frontal Fashion-branded series. On hand for the occasion: Gossip Girl's Leighton Meester, Vogue's Lauren Santo Domingo, fashion darling Julia Restoin Roitfeld, and stylist/Bravo star Rachel Zoe, who was accompanied by her husband (Rodger) and right-hand man (Brad Goreski). Cityfile correspondent Douglas Marshall caught up with Lorenzo Martone, advertising exec and fiancé of Marc Jacobs, and his date for the evening, model Julie Henderson, to talk Fashion Week strategy.

Chris Wilson loves Fashion Week parties like unicorns love rainbows. But ten consecutive days of late-night bacchanalia can damage both body and soul. Last night he hit Paper's 25th Anniversary blowout to find out how to make it out alive.

Are you Trad? Totally tradded? Traddin' it up? Doesn't the very term "Trad" sound like the first name of some prep school prick? Trad Rockefeller III, the inventor of the "Look at my blazer" look? It's all the rage!

McKinsey consultants are very close to completing their evaluation of Conde Nast and all of its glorious over-consumption. This can only mean one thing: the dismantling of a publishing empire and, also, countless unborn dreams.

Hard-up Harvard needs cash. So they signed a ten-year licensing deal with Manhattan fashion firm Wearwolf to lend their name to Harvard Yard, a clothing line endorsed and inspired by the ubiquitous Ivy League name-dropped school. It's awesomely ridiculous.

Earlier this summer, American Apparel got nailed for having nearly 2,000 illegal factory workers in L.A.. Now 1,500 of those workers have been fired. Dov Charney is even sadder about it than they are.

No extra fashion ads to go around any more. Conde Nast folded its annual "Fashion Rocks" supplement months ago; now, Time Inc, is folding its quarterly fashion mag Style & Design, just before Fashion Week. Four layoffs. Tough times. [NYP]

Oh shoot, fashion PR person Mallory Montilla was some sort of career criminal or possibly a kleptomaniac, if you believe the cops, at least. Or is she a sad victim of mean girls?

Ho hum, the UK Advertising Standards Authority has banned an American Apparel ad that ran in Vice magazine for being too much like child porn. Can you imagine anything more cliché?

• Is Barneys headed for bankruptcy? Once again, some are suggesting the retailer may go bust, or at least be forced to partner with another company. And once again, Barneys' owner, Dubai-based Istithmar, is reiterating that it remains "fully committed" to the chain. [BN, AP]
• Every other celebrity has a clothing line. Now news personalities are getting in on the action: Al Roker is reportedly in talks with Weatherproof to start up a line of "rain jackets, coats, footwear and cold weather accessories." [WWD]
• A PR agency staffer is accused of ripping off nearly $100K in jewelry. [NYP]

We really hoped we'd live to see the day come when Diana Taylor, the patient, soft-spoken woman who serves as New York City's de facto first lady, would find herself embroiled in messy, embarrassing scandal. It looks like that day has arrived, unfortunately. The New York Post reports that Taylor wore the same dress and the same hat to the Hampton Classic Horse Show in Bridgehampton two years in a row. Could it be true?

No surprise: convicted rapist and former designer Arnand Jon Alexander, who appeared America's Next Top Model, was sentenced in LA to at least 59 years in jail. The 35-year old now faces trials in NY and Texas. [NY Post]

• Some luxury fashion companies think (or are hoping, at least) that the recession has "bottomed out," and the tide is "slowly turning." Let's hope so! [WWD]
• Related: Saks is hoping to now "wean wealthy customers from discounts" and "re-educate" them to pay full-price again. Good luck! [NYP]
• How are fashion mags hoping to remain relevant during the turbulent times? By hitching their titles to TV shows, naturally. Not that the strategy always pays off as editors might have hoped, as Elle (Stylista) and Marie Claire (Running in Heels) have discovered. [AdWeek]
• Homelessness is now "having a fashion moment." Make a note of it. [Cut]

This Levi's full-page tribute to Teddy Kennedy in the weekend NYT was a little weird, now that you mention it. What's the brand connection? This: Teddy Kennedy always believed Walt Whitman was gay. Levi's®. Click to enlarge. [Copyranter]

Did you know that Ray Kelly, New York's police commissioner, has a weakness for expensive ties such as those made by Charvet? The Times covered this groundbreaking news today:

The September Issue debuted in New York over the weekend. So how did it do? Very well, actually: The film grossed a total of $240,078 on six screens, making it the fifth-best documentary debut ever. And you can't say Anna Wintour didn't do her part to support the film: At least ten of those dollars came out of her own pocket.