Here are some awards that Post-Gazette fashion editor LaMont Jones would have liked to have handed out at Fashion Week:

Best Menswear -- John Bartlett. Comfortable, debonair and uncharacteristically masculine, from cropped leather and tech-fiber jackets to striped wide-leg pants and color-blocked sweaters and shirts. His palette was cream, charcoal, gray, red and a spectrum of browns, which came together handsomely on the layered looks he showed.

Best Show Finale -- Bill Blass, where all the models were sent out at once in a breathtaking array of little black dresses. Coco Chanel would have been proud.

Best After Party -- Miss Sixty. Following an impressive runway presentation, guests adjourned to an adjacent room high up in 7 World Trade Center and got their groove on. With a spectacular panoramic view as the backdrop, rapper-actress Eve performed a short set of her biggest hits.

Best Exclusive Affair -- At Coach creative director Reed Krakoff's spacious, beautifully appointed Midtown Manhattan residence. Guests filled up on hors d'oeuvres and drinks and got a whiff of the brand's first fragrance, Coach. The seductive scent has notes of honey, guava, mimosa and jasmine, and it retails for $40 to $68 at Coach stores and online beginning March 5.

Best-Kept-Secret Accessories -- Kate Spade's, which were presented in her showroom and unseen by the masses who visit the Bryant Park tents. About six of her handbag designs could be the "it" bag for fall, from soft-as-chinchilla rabbit pouches with braided handles to larger patent leather-finish eelskin bags in black, gray and deep red. The "bow becca" metallic bags of dot foil over goat suede, which resemble an oversized bow and can be worn on the wrist, are pure genius.

Best Celebrity Close-Up -- Unexpectedly encountering Kelly Rowland of the now-defunct Destiny's Child as she checked out blue jeans in the LYCRA Denim Lounge in the tents. Being on the receiving end of her gorgeous smile topped running into Eve outside a restroom, exchanging waves with Patti Labelle at the Zang Toi show and chatting with menswear designer Joseph Abboud as we crossed 42nd Street.

Worst Paparazzi Moment -- When Nicole Richie entered the tents to attend a show and was descended upon by a screaming horde of waiting photographers. She tried to escape behind a Mercedes-Benz on display in the lobby, but she ended up looking like a caged cockapoo when they cornered her on both sides.