We weren't exactly sure what was going on here, but this girl had some major swag. She wore her purple tights over her shoes (a look I've never seen in all my trendspotting days), brought her own personal stylist to fashion week (see diminutive-looking but actually normal sized woman adjusting our Amazonian goddess below), and mooned us. Yes, you read correctly: she mooned us. And might I add it was the most lovely mooning of my life-- a flurry of crimson taffeta and sheer plum modesty. Only in Paris.