As I’ve said before, I don’t put much stock in all of those Ten Items Every Woman Must Have In Her Closet stories in magazines and online, because we’re all different, and it’s silly to think we could be prescribed to so broadly. But I understand the appeal: who wouldn’t like the notion that ten simple items are all that stand in the way of oneself and true style? I’ve gotten more than a few requests from you guys to produce my version of such a list, and have always resisted. But now I’ve decided I’m game—only because I want you to play along too. I’ve included my ten here. They are highly arbitrary: another day, another mood might have yielded another ten entirely. Now it’s your turn: list as many or as few as you want in the comments.
1. A structured, grown-up blazer
3. A tiny-but-statement-y necklace for putting on and keeping on.
5. A silk-and-cashmere-blend scarf, because they’re super-light but warm enough to get the job done.
6. A clean-lined crossbody bag.
7. A belt with a little—but just a little—something interesting going on.
8. Black jeans by the brand that fits you best.
9. A highly walkable ankle boot.
10. A striped tee, but of course.
The lovely ladies at Clare Vivier are throwing a party for Girls of a Certain Age, and how lucky does that make us? It’s on Thursday September 8, between the hours of 7 to 9, and you’ll get a chance to enjoy the gorgeous new fall collection, free monogramming with purchase, and a whopping 20% off everything. And wine and champagne, but of course. It’s at their Nolita store—239 Elizabeth Street. Please do come and show your beautiful faces.
I am dying, dying, dying to go to Tokyo. And you?
Welcome to the official 2000th post here at Girls of a Certain Age, and thanks to all of you who contributed questions to what has turned out to be quite a mega-Q&A indeed. I got around to answering pretty much everything, although I chose only to answer a single question from those of you who asked more than one—I was a bit overwhelmed by the volume of questions lobbed my way—and some of the queries seemed better suited to be considered as actual future posts. Do have as much fun reading the following as I had writing it.
If you weren’t in the media, what would you be doing?
I think I would have made a really good rock star, were it not for the fact that I’ve got nothing in the way of musical talent.
What about your current life would most surprise your younger self?
All of it. But in particular, that I came to the city of my dreams, and that many of my dreams came true here.
Would you mind discussing how you make a living and afford not only fabulous clothes but also travel and a kick-ass apartment in NY?
Not at all. For a little over a decade, I had a great job that paid very, very nicely. I saved wisely and invested well. This has allowed me to pursue my current, beloved, and yet not hugely lucrative professional endeavor.
Seriously, where do you keep all of the amazing clothes you suggest? What are your closets like?!?
I don’t buy even a fraction of all the items I suggest! Which is not to say I don’t have plenty of clothes, which fit in one small walk-in closet—with the help of the miracle that is Huggable Hangers—and a roomy chest of drawers. (more…)
So, very soon I will have written my 2,000th post. And to mark this momentous event, I thought I might give you the opportunity to ask me anything. I will answer your every question, as long as it isn’t too entirely personal (I’ll try to make as few things off-limits as possible) or libelous. Is this at all interesting to you? If so, leave your queries in the comments.
My favorite recent book has been Rich and Pretty, a really smart, moving and especially well-observed story of two close friends from childhood who find themselves, in their twenties, drifting apart. It gets the particulars of female friendship so right that you will scarcely believe it was written by a man. The book has gotten loads of press and appeared on pretty much every best-books-of-summer list in existence, but I have a sentimental reason for being so fond of it too: its author, Rumaan Alam, was my assistant during the startup days at Lucky (he wrote beautifully here about his experiences at that job) and I loved sharing the earliest days of the magazine with him as my trusty sidekick. When he left Lucky to become a writer, I worried for him. Clearly, I didn’t need to.