So these are my joyful thoughts:
I am obsessed with the ’70s, California, and great writing. Joan Didion is clearly the pinnacle of that trifecta.
I’m obsessed with fashion, obviously. Phoebe Philo + Céline are my unattainable French crush and cool barometer.
So, Joan Didion for Céline?!? Head explosion.
Another thing I’m obsessed with is music, especially female vocalists who make me cry. Could there be any question who is number one in that ranking? You don’t even have to say it I know your answer is Joni Mitchell.
And then OK: Saint Laurent? Heidi Slimane? They are just as out-of-reach cool as Ms. Philo and Céline, if more masculine.
Joni Mitchell for Saint Laurent? Double head explosion!!
And then there’s the thing where I’m always the oldest person anywhere. I mean I’ve come to terms with it. The alternatives all suck. But still, when my fellow bloggers are talking about how much they’re looking forward to their 30s in a couple of years, I sometimes wonder what I’m doing here.
Joni Mitchell is 71 and Joan Didion is 80.
They are older than me! Triple. Head. Explosion.
I’m so happy with the fashion world right now. I’m going to go play Miles of Aisles while I read the White Album in my Saint Laurent silk blouse and fur Céline shower shoes. Ok I don’t own those pieces. But now I might kind of want them. Your advertising has worked on me, guys. And I really don’t mind.