I like a man in a hat.

The right kind of hat on the right kind of man is pretty irresistible. It conveys confidence. Style. A little sex appeal. Generally speaking, a baseball cap or a visor (especially worn inside a building, upside down, or sideways – or fashion gods forbid, upside down AND sideways) is not the kind of thing I’m talking about. I mean fedoras (see Indiana Jones, my handsome husband, Humphrey Bogart, Kid... read more

Every day is a good excuse to wear a costume.

I’m not a “Halloween person.” For me, every day is an opportunity to decide which character I want to be and to dress the part. On days when I just really don’t want to get out of bed, I slide into a black silk blouse and comfortable black trousers to pretend I’m a socialite lounging about her penthouse in imported pajamas, sipping tea, surrounded by discarded newspaper pages,... read more