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- Overhead lighting. It washes out the drama and ambience.
- People who make introductions with first names only.It’s hostile because there’s no information.
- People who say “At this point in time.” It’s redundant. It’s either “at this point” or “at this time.”
- Going to someone’s house for drinks or dinner and on arrival, seeing no evidence that the hosts were expecting guests—no lights, no fires in the fireplaces, no drinks ready, etcetera. What about trying a little harder?
- People who love to center the dinner party around the host’s or hostess’s preparing the fucking dinner in their kitchen. I don’t like to see the dinner in the making. That’s not informal. It’s just bad hosting. My heart sinks at a dinner party when you’re two hours into the party and you see a plate of raw meat on the way to the grill.
- People who invite people for cocktails and serve only wine.
- Couples who have children, usually late in life, and are so inured with the little brats that they don’t notice them dismantling the house from over their heads.
- Hosts or hostesses who hijack a perfectly pleasant dinner table discussion by clanging on the wine glass to present a topic for general discussion, as if it were a seminar.
- Theme parties of any kind.
- Parlour games of any kind.
- People who sand their floors and polyurethane orange. I like very pale or very dark floors. Never red brown or orange varnish.
- Shelter magazine photos with jumping subjects.
Shelter magazine photos with barefoot subjects.
To view the article in Berkshire Living, go to: http://berkshirelivingmag.com/blog/category/livingstyle/dress-code/
Here are photos that I took of Beth Adams, this month's subject for my Dress Code column in Berkshire Living magazine.
I chose Beth's dollhouse studio for the photo shoot because it reminded me of the Virginia Woolf ideal which so many of us strive to attain. Striving is good. Attainment is better. Contentment is best.
Here are a few of my favorite pieces at the moment.
You probably recall that I was wearing a flapper hat back in October when Isaac Miz. asked me about it. Well, I still love flapper hats. The red one here is straw. Happily, it is the kind of straw that one can wear year-round, since it is a nebulous, fabulous looking fabric. Pop on a bit of red lipstick and yes, you will be fired up and ready to go.
The authentic black and silver flapper hat here is an amazing find, even to me (haute price notwithstanding). It had the original, crumbly paper Made in France tag on it. The interior is delicate mesh and it slips easily onto an average-sized head. As far as I'm concerned, skip the jewelry and wear an authentic flapper hat made of real silver.
The vintage Zandra Rhodes dress has already been sold at Petria Boutiq. The buyer was Patrick Robinson, formerly of Perry Ellis and Paco Rabanne fame and currently, chief of Gap. Gap is looking good these days.
Posted in front of the Village Voice offices.
Frankly, I'd rather know where all the hippies and artists have gone.
I enjoy other people's dogs. This one is in SoHo, in front of a shiny, new public library (but for the new graffiti) near the Puck Building.
One of the people I met on this day for dogs handles two huge dogs for a living. Wow. Bow wow wow. Nice woof if you can get it!
When I'm actually a tourist, I'm sure I have one of those vibes I so often chuckle at in others: heightened awareness, heightened friendliness, heightened happiness. Why not be curious always?
Here I am, in my own backyard asking someone to photograph me for a possible small book about shoes (my rosa mosa shoes are not in this picture). That's the very vintage Brooklyn Bridge in the background.
