Closet confidential: contemplating a fashion diet and what I wore to the Grand Prix
(Headline with apologies and in homage to the late, great Anthony Bourdain) A funny thing happened to me at the Hermès carré counter: I swooned, and felt as if I were about to faint. Was it Stendhal’s syndrome, in which I was overcome by the beauty of the Fleurs de Giverny and Jardin à Sintra [...]