Previously on Cashmere Mafia: the ladies have trouble with their menfolk. Hijinks ensue. Ugly outfits are worn.

Not only does Mia jog with hot doctor Jason (who may be the most laid-back surgeon ever), she does it in fur! It's just about the only daytime activity they can manage, as their busy schedules prevent them from making a date for anything but a late night bootycall. It's only been three weeks but Mia wants to get past all the getting to know you bullshit and just wants to be comfortable. The girls tease her for wanting to be married, but Mia protests. In Jason's absence, she fosters a dog found by one of her editors. Wylie is kinda laidback, not unlike Jason, which she interprets as disinterest on his part. Really? Ooh.

Mia's not worried when ex-fiance Jack turns up as the the newly hired publisher at rival Fairgate Publishing. Being Mia, she is calm and collected, assuring everyone from Clive to the editors to her sweet assistant that all is well, even sending Jack a bottle of congratulatory Champagne. Clearly she couldn't care less -- if she did still care, she would have sent Jack something he'd enjoy, like a bottle of good scotch.

Finally! Juliet decides to divorce Davis, but only after he drains their mutual funds some more (still can't believe he's in charge of their money) and Emily acts out, posting "provocative" pictures of herself with her school's flag on-line. Too bad the hotshot divorce attorney Zoe's lined up has already been retained by Davis. While it looks like Juliet may be losing more than her husband in the split, at least Emily wants to stay with her. Instead of going to boarding school, Emily looks public school-bound, to escape the rumors about her father's philandering and sleazy come-ons from, of all people, Cilla Grey's son Brian. I'm sure we'll be meeting him soon enough.

Jack who?: Jason and Mia get friendlier.

Mommy and Daddy Mason! Hot doctor! Annoying Frenchman! A comeuppance for Clayton! Laser tag! And is Caitlin ordering sausage again? This week's ep boggles the mind.

Okay, it doesn't, but I found this week's briskly paced episode immensely satisfying, if only for the near absence of crappy puns from the dialogue. Thanks, writers! Although, ladies: we still need to talk about your outfits. Okay, I take that back: Caitlin and Mia, we need to be talking about your wardrobes. For serious.

Mia supervises the launch of Modern Man magazine, a pet project of Jack's before he left in the great publisher-off of 2008 which netted Mia her new job but cost her Jack. Editor Todd was Jack's hire, and as such has the unfortunate task of defending the Jack-approved cover -- a tiny man squealing on a plate as a woman, deep cleavage looming, digs in.

Is it wise to feed the rumor mill fresh gristle about a woman who's just chosen career over matrimony? Maybe not, but Mia's got magazines to sell, so she lets Todd run the cover, though not without a bittersweet letter to Jack disguised as a letter from the publisher. The letter explains but does not apologize for wanting success, and doesn't chastise so much as forgive the modern man for being afraid of her. Modern Woman can't wait, though, so Mia finally packs up Jack's stuff and calls her mother to tell her that she's single again.

Every lady has a handbag, and Zoe, Caitlin, Juliet, and Mia are no different. We see their respective bags in the opening credits. I know they're friends and all but if their bags went to battle, Mia's oversize red Gucci bag would slaughter the others. I know it puts my sad collection to shame. The red Gucci is the perfect statement for her first day as the publisher of Barnstead Media, and its size is mirrored in Mia's oversized blouse sleeves and her new gigantic office. An assistant welcomes her in, where flowers and muffin baskets and sunglasses-laden topiaries from luminaries like Graydon Carter and Howard Stern await. Before she can try on the sunglasses, her mentor (and director of marketing) Grant Normandy comes in to congratulate her. Their confab is interrupted by boss Clive, who says he wants to see Mia in his office later. It's only her first day -- can she really have already screwed up?

Mia's Engagement Party: The ladies argue over whose mate is more expendable. My money's on Jack (sorry, Mia!).I'm ignoring rating numbers for the pilot. I'm also avoiding advance buzz, hype, rumors, idle gossip, and hearsay about the show and comparisons to "Lipstick Jungle" (which I'm also recapping, natch). At least I will, until after I've watched episode 2 of CM, and then it's game on! As of right now, I think this show is adorable. Sure, New York City is once again reduced to a whirligig of luxury brands, expensive restaurants, and plentiful parking spaces, but who cares? It's the dirt, the drama, and the designers (clothes and accessories, of course) that count.