When the kids were very young, I took full advantage of the holidays and kept a chart on the refrigerator door tracking their behavior for Santa Claus. This worked as a bribery tool for about 3 weeks, during which I made a big drama about Christmas lists and gift potential. Now they are older and multiple presents have been whittled down to one special package; so satisfying expectations is a much more intuitive chore. I … Read More
I have always been drawn to the timeless beauty of seasoned products ripe with history. I like the backstory, even if it’s a figment of my imagination. When I was in my 20’s, I used to scour the retro clothing stores in NYC searching for unique pieces of vintage clothing that expressed my proclivity for nostalgic chic. I collected hand decorated cashmere sweaters, replete with satin ribbons and crystal buttons. I donned cut glass deco … Read More
Intrigued by the kitschy British design aesthetic
perpetuated by the fun and flirty UK brand, Playful Promises, I sent my sister, who lives in London, to see their store and report back to me on her findings. Result: she spent a lot of money on lingerie that “she did not need but could not resist”. She said she had “a lot of fun” shopping at Playful Promises and I can understand why. Very geared … Read More
When I am in Paris, if time allots, I try to sneak away to the Musée Rodin, for a moment of artistic reprieve. In fact, in the past, I mandated that my lingerie design team visit this beautiful sculptural enclave for inspiration. I believe that Rodin’s work is the perfect manifestation of the sensual form. One of my favorite pieces, Danaid is carved from a luminescent block of highly polished marble so that the … Read More
Eat your hearts out fellow northeasterners: I flew out of New York Saturday in front of a surprise snowstorm that dropped 8+ inches of snow on our autumn landscape. I am very happy to have escaped to my favorite getaway, Los Cabos, Mexico; where I am relaxing in the sun enjoying the comfort of the balmy sunshine and light ocean breezes. The temperatures at home were precipitous, edging down to the freezing mark for … Read More
Could it be the salty air, ocean breeze
Or the beach
Nearby, I think
More than these things
It is the seagull soaring
She spreads her wings
Softly slips her feathered form through clear, cloudless skies
She is me
Elsewhere
A profile of freedom
I moved to the beach in the early 70’s while my friends were settling in Manhattan. No one could quite grasp why I decided on this hour long commute to work … Read More
I have a personal rapport with the color red. My first car was a Red Toyota Corolla; $3000 new including air conditioning and snow tires. I was 21 and I wanted to make a statement. I polished my nails in “Revlon Red” lacquer, painted my lips in “Dior Red” lipstick, owned a red Bill Blass coat and donned a pair of red suede Charles Jourdan stilettos , which I wore to work in a … Read More