When it comes to fashion week, it doesn't get much more serious than Paris. And that goes double for the A-list front rows.

At Stella McCartney, VV Brown mixes a little softness with her signature edge.

As usual, Clemence Poesy is the ultimate modern gamine. At Chloe.

Julia Restoin-Roitfeld takes a maximalist approach, but retains her mere's slightly goth aesthetic — at Givenchy.

Also at Givenchy, Nicole Richie pares down her look to the sexy, Emma Peel-ish essentials.

Jade Williams gives a cool early-90s spin to Stella McCartney lace.

Florence Welch — naturally — lends her Givenchy a dose of granny-chic cool.

Daisy Lowe is quirky-cute at Sonia Rykiel.

Rosamund Pike, a total, Lanvin lady.

Liv Tyler has discovered one sure-fire way to deflect the paps: an enormous, snarling Givenchy Rottweiler plastered across one's midsection.

Laetitia Casta skews a little steampunk — a word that I devoutly hope neither she nor anyone at Givenchy ever employs.

Does Kanye West signal the blessed end of the leopard reign? One can only hope, at Vivienne Westwood.