JUDY GARLAND AND FRED ASTAIRE, "EASTER PARADE," 1948
Spring is just around the corner. Hopefully. I’ve been waxing nostalgic on my blog about childhood spring rituals. Skipping ropes and marbles and white rain boots. And of course, Mum’s opening the big cedar chest to unveil our spring clothes. Sigh… I always longed for winter to be over so we could swap our winter coats and mittens and heavy snow boots for rain boots and spring coats. Like the coat I wore when I was seven, dusty rose with chocolate brown frogging. At least I think that was mine. My memory might be playing tricks. Maybe it belonged to one of my older sisters, and I only coveted it.
Don’t all youngest sisters covet what their older sisters have?
I don’t know about you, but I’m tired of the phrase “it girl.” It’s been around long enough, ever since Clara Bow was the very first “it girl” in 1927. Time for some “it women,” I say. The women I would classify as “it ” have every bit as much style and pizzazz as any “it girl.” And they have what many “it girls” don’t: the confidence that comes with experience and an understanding of who they are and what the world’s all about. They have personal style, but their style does not define them.
They are, as one friend said recently, “bien dans sa peau.” Comfortable in their own skin and in the world.
I just came from Whole Foods where a group of 80-ish-year-old women were having lunch. They looked great for their age, and had they not been wearing clumpy, orthopedic shoes, I would have guessed them to be younger than their shoes made them appear. Lately it seems, I’ve been obsessed with shoes. A few weeks ago I wrote about the Ferragamo Shoe Museum in Florence, and this week my friend and I went to one of those no frills shoe stores.
You know the kind, those warehouse-looking stores that sell every shoe imaginable except for the ones in your size.
This trip to Nashville was amazing in more ways than I could have imagined. A visit to the store, Two Old Hippies, was a revelation. Their elegant, super-groovy, rock ‘n’roll chic was the style I wanted to achieve for my life-on-the-road. Continue Reading
All I’m seeing lately in magazines, on the red carpet, on the street and on Instagram is the color RED. Red is always stylish, but this season it’s all the rage.
Women tell me all the time that they can’t wear red. They say they don’t look good in red; it’s too bold; they don’t want to draw attention to themselves… Are they right? NO! I believe red is flattering on everyone. So what’s the secret to wearing red?
The secret is wearing the right SHADE of red.
Photography by Janet Rogers
I miss What Not To Wear. During the 10 years it appeared on American television, from 2003-2013, it was easily my favorite show to watch and, yet, the hardest for me to watch. While Stacy London and Clinton Kelly were giving women makeovers, I was struggling with the world of frumpy and in a deep funk as I turned 50. Most weeks I could’ve been the woman undergoing the torment and shopping hell on the show. It only took a few episodes for me to understand the wisdom of what they were saying…
What Not To Wear wasn’t about clothes. It was about confidence and the power and strength confidence can yield.
All images in this post are courtesy of the Special Collections and College Archives at the Fashion Institute of Technology in New York City.
Meet one of my favorite artists, George Barbier (1882-1932), one of the master illustrators of the Art Moderne and Art Deco eras. Barbier was a preeminent figure of the period who shaped the visual landscape of the Teens and 20’s. A prolific artist, his work ranged from the graphic arts, set, costume and jewelry design, to book and fashion illustration.
Barbier honed his signature style during a revolutionary time in fashion illustration when artistic license was championed over the realistic—and traditional—depiction of clothing.
Me in my High School prom dress. The dress was fine... but the hair!
For most of my adult life I’ve either been a business suit kind of girl—tailored and simple, yet straight out of Vogue. I wanted to be Lauren Hutton in the 70s—or I’ve lived in blue jeans and heels. As I’ve gotten older, my fashion sense about hair, makeup and shoes has changed. Continue Reading
“By giving to others you learn a lot about yourself."
PUBLIC RELATIONS MANAGER, NEIMAN MARCUS SAN ANTONIO
Xitlalt Herrera-Salazar is never trendy. Instead she is a study in chic without trying, understanding just the right length for a pair of wide-legged, cropped pants to mix with a classic silk blouse. Xitlalt (Sic-lali) is one of the most stylish women you will ever meet, and it’s not because she’s Public Relations Manager for Neiman Marcus. Style is in her DNA. Like her mother and her grandmother, Xitlalt is more than beautiful and well-dressed. She has a caring heart and a genuine compassion and sincerity that’s been passed down from both sides of her family.
“Giving back and treating people with kindness and respect is very important to me.” Continue Reading
I’m unpacking after a short break in the countryside. Pulling a pair of jeans out of my bag, I feel a sense of relief that the weather was warm enough for me to wear dresses all weekend. I suddenly wonder, “Why do I persist in wearing jeans if they don’t make me feel great?” I start thinking about what else I’ve been wearing that doesn’t make me feel the way I want to feel. Whilst some may think that in the big scheme of things, what we wear shouldn’t matter, I believe the way our clothes make us feel matters enormously.