Sequins, beads, and rhinestones are at half-mast. The engineer of all things sparkly has passed. No doubt the gals in heaven have been awaiting his return to glitter their wings. Bob Mackie has died. You just think you don't know the name. Remember sitting criss-cross applesauce on the living room floor, taking in the spectacle… Continue reading Sequins Are at Half-Mast…
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Pearls Are Back Baby…
While those of us in The Dale continue to sit upon the sun's surface, the fashion world turns to Fall and all its heavenly offerings. Never one to tell others what to wear, except in the case of you sloppy ones--don't do that. Just don't. It seeps into every aspect of your image. One imagines… Continue reading Pearls Are Back Baby…
Where’s My Fur?…
Some do not look back on the late eighties and nineties with disdain. We have appreciation and respect for big hair, jingling bracelets, gold layered necklaces, and the elevating nature of fur--faux, of course, we're not barbarians. Trousers were black and wide, with cinched, high waists. Versace silk blouses screamed color. Heels were high and… Continue reading Where’s My Fur?…