I've brunched, I've mimosa'd, and now I'm typing (for better or worse). In fact, I'm feeling awfully chatty today, so let's talk about those SSBs, ladies. (Not sure what I'm talking about? There was an episode of Sex and the City where Carrie was nervous about Aidan moving in; she didn't want to ... Read More
How to Be a Little French Sexpot
I know there are two Roitfelds in the photograph. Two, fabulous, black-wearing, French je ne sais quoi possessing Roitfelds. But let’s forget the Carine, if possible, and her au revoir to her decade-long stint as editor at French Vogue. Just for a second—I promise you. Look at Julia, s‘il vous ... Read More
The Perfect New Year’s Eve Party
In another life I'm the hostess with the mostest. This New Year’s Eve party would be a gathering in a city apartment, with black helium balloons and champagne bottles on glass tables serving as the only decorations. I'm picturing: Gauzy curtains from ceiling to floor. Flute glasses sit atop one ... Read More