Well, friends, we're really in it now—the throes of fashion week—and I'll be frank with you: I've felt better. I've been subsisting pretty entirely on backstage catering for the past few days—I think if you were to cut me open there'd be a whole lot of Baked by Melissa hot-pink cupcakes involved. (Disgusting? Yes. But also true: there was a never-ending supply at Betsey Johnson. Je ne regrette rien.) I'm on a merry-go-round of sugar highs and lows, which, combined with last night's jaunt to the Maker magazine party (I wrote a story for Issue 2 on artist Ryan McGinness), has left me feeling a bit green around the gills. So, I'm taking a cue from yesterday's luxuriously louche, rock 'n roll, ' I used to date one/all of the Rolling Stones' Wes Gordon presentation and wearing one of his crocodile-print silk t-shirts from spring (but wishing it was his gold sequinned pants for next fall), along with Armani Lip Maestro in #503, a warmer, red-er fuschia than Emily's #504 of yesterday, but no less of a punch of color. It's basically a vitamin B shot to the face/soul. Because while I may feel like I haven't slept in forever and have veins full of pink icing, I'll be damned if you can tell by looking at me.

—Alessandra Codinha

Alessandra Codinha, wearing Giorgio Armani Lip Maestro in #503, photographed in New York on February 12th, 2013. This series is sponsored by Giorgio Armani.