Posts Tagged: MArc Jacobs

Could this have been the most exclusive event of New York Fashion Week?

What to do when you find yourself in Supermodel Central severely underdressed and carry a cycling helmet? Stash your protective headwear under your gilt chair, give your armpits a discreet sniff, and roll with it, which is what I did.

Could this have been the most exclusive event of New York Fashion Week?

What to do when you find yourself in Supermodel Central severely underdressed and carry a cycling helmet? Stash your protective headwear under your gilt chair, give your armpits a discreet sniff, and roll with it, which is what I did.

Post-Slimane’s Celine, 5 Epic Design Debuts That Bombed

Now that the dust has settled a little and we’ve gotten over our devastation that Phoebe Philo’s Celine is truly a thing of the past, let’s take a moment to regain perspective. We’ve seen whopping designer mismatches before, and also

Post-Slimane’s Celine, 5 Epic Design Debuts That Bombed

Now that the dust has settled a little and we’ve gotten over our devastation that Phoebe Philo’s Celine is truly a thing of the past, let’s take a moment to regain perspective. We’ve seen whopping designer mismatches before, and also

Naughty or nice?

My first Christmas pressie arrived in the mail yesterday. It was from myself. It takes the pressure off loved ones if I stuff my own stocking. Although there’s room for additions. This is not something I would have rushed out

Naughty or nice?

My first Christmas pressie arrived in the mail yesterday. It was from myself. It takes the pressure off loved ones if I stuff my own stocking. Although there’s room for additions. This is not something I would have rushed out

On the Corner of Catwalk and Crazy

  Yesterday I was checking out the Paris fashion shows tucked away in my local cafe with a steaming green tea at my elbow when a head appeared at my shoulder. Uh-oh, I thought. I’d seen her around the neighborhood.

On the Corner of Catwalk and Crazy

  Yesterday I was checking out the Paris fashion shows tucked away in my local cafe with a steaming green tea at my elbow when a head appeared at my shoulder. Uh-oh, I thought. I’d seen her around the neighborhood.