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We all have that relative who's hard to buy gifts for. This year, why not consider a prohibitively expensive glittery poncho with hammered Grecian Urn gold spangle detail? Much of the wardrobe of the late, great Ms. Elizabeth Taylor is up for auction at Christie's this December, some of which is available for online bidding. And oh, my goodness. There are everything from caftans to pantsuits to tunics to caftans, all in some form of chiffon, sequin or alloy disc. In short, each item in the collection is some variation on sparkly and drapey, exactly the kind of thing you want to be seen in the next time you're in Monte Carlo, cavalierly staking a swarthy young gambler with your lucky earrings. Dress your family in corduroy and lamé!Liz has been my style, nay -- lifestyle -- icon, ever since I saw a "People" photo spread of her myriad wedding dresses and husbands (the occasion: her marriage to Larry Fortensky. Remember Larry Fortensky? Larry Fortensky!). While some of these items may seem pricy, a lot of them come with matching chokers. You heard me right.
If you have an hour or six to be mesmerized by GLAMOUUUUR, head on over to the auction homepage. In addition to clothing, there's also jewelry (duh), art, and movie memorabilia. But first, check out a few of my favorite Ms. Taylor outfits below, and tell me if you wouldn't think you think she's the girl, the girl who had… everything.Call me old fashioned, I feel like your caftan should match your shoes.
Winter coat shopping? This will set you apart from all the peacoats on the F train.
Have $6000 to spend on a wedding gown? Why go to Kleinfeld's and drop your Gs on some Pnina Tournai naughty-Heidi dress when there's this?
When I turn 30 I plan to start referring to myself as "Madam." I will be wearing this.
I like to picture Liz wearing this as she saunters out of a supper club with a visiting Mallorcan matador several years her junior on her arm. Just before she exits, she turns to the crowd, flute full of rosé brut in her hand, and winks, "Olé."
This is actually the only appropriate way to stand in a caftan.
I like to call this "The Twilight Years of Nomi Malone."