Here’s my WSJ piece on the thriving market in used Kellys, Birkins and Chanel 2.55s
Backblogs occur all the time – by this I mean you get so bogged down with other stuff that you just can’t, don’t or won’t blog and then as time passes you grow resistant to putting fingers to keyboard – wondering if it really matters, and really, who the heck cares in any case…. Well that’s my excuse- but also check out two of my all time fave bloggers: Justine Picardie
for much better reasons to not be blogging – a wedding (hurrah) and some challenging life issues. OK, so both these bloggers are peers of mine and I admire them greatly, but even if I didn’t I’d be urging you to check them out – they both write with such humour, grace and dignity.
So, in an effort to end the backblog of my own pathetic blogging record – – here’s a quick rundown of what I’ve been up to in the last few weeks:
Location: Long Island, here are some snaps:
Stylish small person at Heathrow
The best bikini store? Malia Mills Southampton NYC
I like her approach to swimwear – she embraces all sizes, makes great stuff that as a friend of mine puts it ‘doesn’t move when you and your breasts jump into the pool’ – great colours and fabrics too
This is how she merchandises and displays: cool -no?
Free Candy at C- Wonder Chris Burch’s new store (AKA the ex- Mr Tory Burch). Now we’re talking…
You don’t have to be a Euro to eat icecream at Sant Ambroeus but it helps. And you must be dressed properly to do so….
And on that note… only in The Hamptons would a child’s doodles be the above… -pretty good twin C Chanel logo though…
Pimped Vespa at C-Wonder
I hate football (soccer) but I love my son… which is why I let him persuade me to take him to a Chelsea v Paris St Germain game at Yankee Stadium, which is a beautiful stadium….
Totally different atmosphere to the UK….lots of well behaved fans and not a C word to be heard. And I don’t mean Chanel……
Before I blog off, a word about the Olympics coverage from here. I LIKE IT! OK so before they lifted their paywall you couldn’t stream live events via the NBC website, but now you can…
and frankly there’s nothing better than going for a swim, sitting down in the shade with an Iced Tea and chanting ‘USA, USA!’ followed swiftly by ‘Come on GB!’ -( for those of us conflicted by dual nationality)..
namaste and thanks for having me back….xx
Earlier in the week I went to the opening of the Ballgown exhibit at the V&A. If you want to know what I really thought about that you’ll need to read my column next Friday. But in the meantime, the very good bits were the projections onto the domed ceiling of the newly refurbished wing…
meanwhile… I don’t approve of Fakes but sometimes… they are ingenious. Here’s my friend Frances’s brilliant Chanel…. well actually its her daughter Eliza’s. Eliza found it at a vintage store in NYC apparently
and finally. Isn’t it time the term ‘trainer shame’ was introduced? By which I mean if you need to pay money to someone to put your through your paces over some sort of preposterous assault course in a public park in view of the whole world; you might need to think about getting a new life, or a new trainer or alternatively, just find some place private for your ritual humiliation….