There's no inkling of doubt that I adore Julia Restoin-Roitfeld (aside from the fact that she has one fierce, Alaïa-wearing mama). Her entire aura simply oozes the best of both worlds, where French je ne sais quoi meets New Yorker sleek, sexiness. We're talking the ultimate coquette of coquettes, ... Read More
Coquette By Day
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How to Survive Thanksgiving
Time flies. Just yesterday it seemed like I had given into the depravity of the Black Friday phenomenon and collapsed from either gluttony of the feast just a few hours before, or the exhaustion from hauling shopping bags and dodging shopaholics-gone-wild. The stress comes all too soon. 'Tis the ... Read More