Phyllis Stine Gets a Job!
Oct. 8. Paris. 8:01 A.M. Dear Diary: C’est moi , Phyllis Stine, c’est moi . Here I am in the middle of European fashion for the rigamorole of spring 2000 ready-to-wear shows, which I am meant to regard from a calm yet enthusiastic vantage point essential to my newly employed state– mais oui , I Read More
