I’d like to take a brief moment to remark upon my decidedly un-Julia look tonight – a black, short romper and a gray blazer is pretty much the anti-thesis of what I usually wear.
To be honest, I’ve been inspired by Jordan & Meghan, who both wear tiny little loose outfits with giant blazers, and make it look GOOD.
So this morning I did a little retail therapy at the Soho Bloomingdale’s – and in the process stumbled upon a veritable fashion treasure trove with their private label, Aqua. All of the pieces are under $100, they look like Theory, and they’re super comfortable. (Both the blazer and romper above are from that line.)
Lest you worry, I’m not shucking my Charlotte York/ Elle Woods signature – but sometimes a girl just has to mix it up a little!
Oh dear. It will not be the first time my poor sister has glommed onto a woman she thought was fashionable and had useful connections … remember Mary Rambin, to name just one example? That’s ended so well, with my poor indiscreet sister basically confessing on camera last week that they despise one another now that Mary has outlived her usefulness/outshone her.
Remember those heady days from a couple of years back when Mary was in her rightful place performing services for my sister?
The ineffable Mary Rambin just joined me at Star for lunch and discussion. She’s styling my photoshoot on Friday, and she brought ideas AND the Lillster (she’s had Lilly while I was gone) – who looked all pooped from popping into showrooms across the city all day long. It’s hard work being a stylist’s pup.
And now what’s happened? Things are so tense that Mary’s dear friend Bob Tweeted angrily about my poor demented sister last night, but Tweleted his comments soon after she showed up online:
bobbaer: Shame on you
Sun, 21 Jun 2009 03:51:24
bobbaer: @juliaallison. Are you aware of what’s going in with women in iran? Are you a political scientist? Did you go to georgetown? I have …
Sun, 21 Jun 2009 03:50
bobbaer: you to comment but its too late. Take the dinner you owe me and donate it to Neda’s memory who died on the street in tehran. Shame on you