|The ultimate in luxury -- look at the jacket, isn't it extraordinary (?) -- designed by Elsa Schaparelli and worn by the Duchess of Windsor.|
As I work on my book and am out and about conducting interviews, it is inevitable that I am once again thrust into the world I once knew so well -- the universe of (is that a mixed metaphor -- earth and universe? Whatever.) of luxury "things."
Included in this rarefied atmosphere are designer clothes, accessories, jewels, services one can only imagine, beauty products and the pricey pampering that accompanies them and, of course, the VIP treatment that one would expect -- demand -- under these circumstances.
My re-immersion, to my great surprise, ignited some of those old yearnings I had for luxe stuff. I thought it had passed, but no, at least not completely.
|I'll take the Burberry on the right please. Merci.|
|Talk about bling. Imagine this sequined "blazer" with almost any color satin trousers (black equals a sort of un-classic smoking for evening) or with a silk crepe pencil skirt. How chic, n'est-ce pas?|
|OK, maybe I wouldn't. . . but then again, maybe I would.|
|The cuffs? Oh, yes, pleeeese.|
I admit I have some nifty items in my closet with some serious designer caché and one of these days, after the book is written I might indulge in a couple of items, the elusive LBD that I have yet to unearth and something special, but I don't know what at the moment. We'll see. Maybe a coat.
Really, I'm not a material girl but I do like beautiful clothes and my home must be lovely as well for me to feel safe and secure.
Let's hope, in theory, I'll need a couple of new frocks when the time comes to hit the road and promote my book, when I venture out in the real world to meet you. After all, I wouldn't want you to think I didn't know how to dress the part.
|I continue to wish I owned this Celine coat from last year. . .|