Feb 24 2008
Diamonds on the Toes of Her Shoes
Real life being so very unfabulous these days (stormy weather; three arrests accessorized by car towings on my block-and-a-half-long street in one week; a stinging case of mystery hives; the living room still garnished with unpacked boxes; my collapsing bed; and is that a bullet hole in the glass on my back porch?), I took refuge in the fantasy world of the New York Times Style Magazine. I can now tell you important things like:
- Orange is the new lip color for spring;
- I somehow managed to overlook the Osmoth?que perfume museum in Paris on my many visits;
- The perfect gift for the truly bitter: wedding ring coffins;
- Disco may not be back, but “disco waves” are (think Marisa Berenson); and
- I still can’t afford an estate in the Hamptons or a townhouse in the Village.
Besides the lack of escape from the horror of reality TV, the worst thing about the writers’ strike was the lack of glitz and glamor on the red carpet, the only good part of any awards show. It’s been months since there have been gowns and gems to admire. Withdrawal was setting in, so the Oscars are arriving not a moment too soon. I’m particularly looking forward to the million dollar Retro Rose shoes to be worn by Diablo Cody*, the writer of Juno. Who needs a glass slipper when you can have diamond slippers? And as Marilyn Monroe’s Lorelei Lee would say, “I just love finding new places to wear diamonds!”
I’d settle for these until I marry a millionaire or write an Oscar-nominated screenplay.
*If you think that name sounds like a stripper, you’re right: she was. You can read all about it in her memoir Candy Girl. Needless to say, I have it on order at the library.
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