It's officially Milan Fashion Week.

While we wait with baited breath to see what ugly-pretty things Miucci Prada has whipped up this season, here's a little social commentary on the current state of fashion editors:

They're broke.

Okay, maybe not them personally but the publishers who employ their immaculately dressed selves are most certainly hard on cash right. As a result, less editors have been sent over to cover the European shows this season in order to save money or as Fashion Week Daily reports:

"Gone was the usual assault of merciless crowding, deskside altercations, and even excess bags that accompany this near-mandatory leg of the Fashion Express that shuttles editors from New York to Milan to Paris...and then home again nearly a month later. Once boarded, each American editor--including representatives from Lucky, Glamour and InStyle--was given an entire row to herself in the eerily empty 747. (A few even scored seats in business class!) Granted, the revised show schedule allowed editors to fly mid-week instead of taking the usual Friday night flight, but last season, the notorious #44 drew at least a dozen editors on the eve of Milan's first official day of Fashion Week. Did the last-minute cancellation of Just Cavalli's show (traditionally the week's first big draw) tempt top types to stay home one more day?"

It'll be interesting to see how the likes of Donatella Versace and Roberto Cavalli will allow the desmile economic environment to effect their runway presentations. Especially since the latter insists in covering everything in animal print which seems totally inappropriate right now.