There were so many parties riding on the back of Art Basel Miami Beach, according to the Times, that “anyone without a crib sheet, or the power publicist Nadine Johnson on speed-dial, was lost.” So legion were the corporate-scented art-design-fashion fêtes, in fact, that Manhattan socialite Lee Schifter’s speech pattern was reduced to Read More
I have ugly heels. I didn’t know this until a few years ago, when the fashion gods, in their wisdom, condemned to death the part of a woman’s shoe that once concealed this area. As far as I can tell from my extensive research, this shoe part doesn’t have a name. Whatever you call it, Read More
I have ugly heels. I didn’t know this until a few years ago, when the fashion gods, in their wisdom, condemned to death the part of a woman’s shoe that once concealed this area. As far as I can tell from my extensive research, this shoe part doesn’t have a name. Whatever you call it, Read More
The red carpet at last night’s Liberty Island screening of the Fantastic Four was sopping wet. When the film’s cast finally walked off the dock, they were a few hours late, having dragged their kitten heels through mud.
Alice Evans, a leggy blonde who has dated Mr. Fantastic (Ioan Gruffudd) for five years, hobbled Read More
One night, my husband came home from a dinner with some newly acquired friends and announced that he had learned a new word-or acronym, to be precise. The word-which, it turns out, was popularized by the movie American Pie -was “MILF,” and it stands for “Mother I’d Like to Fuck.”
It was a new word Read More
You crazy little fool! You careened around town in spike heels for years without any regard to the consequences. You had a vague idea that you were damaging your reputation, but you had no idea that you were damaging something far more important: your feet! Let’s face it, you were too plastered to register anything Read More
“Clearly, the French love Americans much more than they’ll admit,” said my Irish companion. “The evidence is on this plate.”
He was eating a wedge of cod, its skin seared to a crisp, that sat on a bed of corn kernels in a custardy sauce, encircled with a stencil of balsamic vinaigrette. “This is the Read More
