When you grow up with Rhea as your mother and Audrey as your icon (it's been an at least an 18-year relationship; we're on a first-name basis), you're practically bred to believe that shift dresses and le smoking suits are the epitome of womanhood. Yes to black, cashmere turtleneck sweaters! Yes to ... Read More
To Bang or Not To Bang, That is the Question
I had bangs for the longest time. It wasn’t by choice initially. Mom would cut my hair after she’d finish buzzing my brother’s (he needed to be bribed with a grape-flavored teddy bear lollipop, I didn’t), giving me straight bangs that cut right across my forehead. It was cute, I’d like to think—but ... Read More
Happy Halloween
Steely-eyed and dressed to the (velvet-y) nines: Carine Roitfeld, or, The Woman We Should All Aspire To Be. This is how Halloween should be, no? But for now, I'll settle for my Leg Avenue bodysuits and generic costumes (cat, leopard, bunny, vampire, skeleton). At 22 I get great satisfaction ... Read More