Pinky up (unless you’re a feline)! Elbows off the table! Sit up straight! These are all rules for proper etiquette taught to the most elite of femmes and gentlemen. Without them, humans are lowered to mere animals. *Note: Felines are not included in the un-poised animal category.
According to Daddy Karl Lagerfeld, “life isn’t a beauty contest” but I beg to differ. How you present yourself is the foundation for how you are perceived.
Where: The last place you’ll catch moi is at a supermarket, especially a Cosco. Très horror! The only exception I’d make would be a Chanel Shopping Center, fully stocked with
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I didn’t start my career as an IMG model covering magazine’s like Grazia and contrary to popular belief, it wasn’t my famous Daddy who got me the gig either. Climbing the corporate ladder is difficult enough for mere mortals but try ascending the fashion industry in HEELS!
Happy Valentine’s Day or as I call it, “Spoil Choupette and Tell Her How Glamorous She is Day”. You can call it Valentine’s Day for short though. As a feline, I am the prime example of the aloof French woman who is care-free and
Photo By PA, Original Source: Vogue UK
You may have gotten bumped to the front row because of a celebrity no-show, but that doesn’t mean you have Kate Moss on speed dial. Mastering the art of
Everybody is a somebody. Whether you’re a blogger, a publicist, an editor, a “celebrity”, or a street style poser, there is a sense of entitlement that comes with New York Fashion Week. Unless you’re a Vogue editrix or your Daddy is Karl Lagerfeld, I suggest
In the city of lights and the mecca of fashion, there is one rule that trumps all: quality over quantity. Unlike “Americans” (yes, I use quotations to emphasize my detest for their clothing choices), Parisians are willing to spend an extra franc on a Chanel bag rather than take a rat-infested subway to Canal Street.
When women think of French fashion, they often allude to Mommy Coco Chanel and while she perfected the LBD, we must pay tribute to other Parisian women who have perfected the Je Ne Sais Coiffe:
Anna Karina – Originally named Hanne Karin Bayer (très faute) but thanks to
