I just watched one of the most amazing movies. Ever. Bill Cunningham New York, about the photographer who quietly captures pictures for the New York Times On the Street column (as well as NY parties). Regardless of your love of fashion, Cunningham's story alone is enchanting.
If it weren't midnight, and me so excited to share this, I could probably wax poetically about the movie a little better, but it's late. So I'll leave it at this: see it, then complain to me if it wasn't worth your time. (Trust me, it will be.)