Posts from — October 2011
After a spritz of perfume, the last thing I slip on before dashing out the door is a cocktail ring (or two). It’s like icing on the cupcake! The bigger and bolder the bauble, the better – because let’s face it, dolls - size matters. In the world of cocktail rings, go big or go home.
Hmmm…not exactly what I had in mind, darling…
Now that’s more like it!
Ever wonder how cocktail rings gained their fabulous fame? They first arrived on the social scene during prohibition, party girls. Ladies would wear the jazzy gems to cocktail parties, flitting their hands about, so that others would notice they were drinking illegally - and with style.
Daisy flaunted it at Gatsby’s parties, and today Rachel, Kate, Olivia and Nicole know when wearing these ritzy rings, faking it is just as fashionable. So it doesn’t matter if it’s costume or heirloom, just rock it with confidence, chéries.
Who knows? After a couple cocktails your baubles may look even better. Just like that guy across the room.
Here’s a sampling of some style sparklers:
House of Harlow
Kenneth Jay Lane
Now go rock your rocks like it’s 1920!
October 14, 2011 1 Comment
Raindrops may be falling on my Burberry rain hat, but Kate Spade’s Spring 2012 collection helps me keep my sunny outlook!
“I think that playing dress-up begins at age five and never truly ends.” ~Kate Spade
October 12, 2011 No Comments
Today marks the 50th anniversary of the premiere of Breakfast at Tiffany’s, one of my favorite films. I’m re-posting what I wrote last year on the 49th anniversary because ~ let’s face it, darlings ~ some things are just better the second time around!
49 50 years ago today was the jazzy New York premiere of Breakfast at Tiffany’s, chéris. Thank you, Billy Wilder, for letting Audrey shine as the divine Holly Golightly – and merci, Johnny Mercer & Henry Mancini, for that marvelous Moon River melody.
No thanks to Truman Capote, who – if he had his way – would have filled Holly’s kitten heels with Marilyn Monroe. Quelle horreur! No offense to Marilyn, but even she could not have delivered those Holly-esque lines so purrrfectly.
I’m delighted to say my love of Breakfast at Tiffany’s is based on the effervescent images portrayed by Audrey et amis on the silver screen, rather than on the pages of Capote’s novella.
Holly, Paul, Cat, Tiffany’s, and lovely Manhattan were positively charming and unforgettable in their roles. Sally Tomato, José da Silva Pereira, Mag Wildwood, O.J., and Rusty Trawler (“the ninth richest man in America – under 50!”) were all a hoot. Piles of gratitude to Mr. Givenchy as well for that iconic LBD…
Besides the delicious characters and fashion statements, one of the most memorable pieces of the film is the music – j’adore Mancini’s entire musical film score! Moon River will forever evoke memories of Holly’s tiara & Givenchy-draped silhouette strolling down Fifth Avenue…
Perhaps just as memorable is Audrey’s own rendition of the song, as she strums a ukulele while sitting on the fire escape of Holly’s brownstone. This scene was almost tossed to the cutting room floor by Billy Wilder, until Audrey stated, “Over my dead body!” and he quickly changed his tune. If you ask moi, this little tidbit makes the scene even more endearing.
So long for now, Moon River, I’ll be crossing you in style some day.
October 5, 2011 No Comments
Come on, Eileen — I mean Katie — pay for a stylist for you and your kooky little red lipstick-wearing daughter.
“I’m happy that my daughter is strong-willed and determined. You really have to go with what the child is wanting.” ~Katie Holmes
October 4, 2011 No Comments