I’d never thought that much about mannequins, those lifeless model wannabes, posing in store windows and inviting us to buy outfits inside. They can be a little spooky, especially if naked and missing limbs, piled in the back of a dressing room, in mannequin purgatory or awaiting the...

In teetering pumps and fab frocks, thigh-revealing skirts and Frye boots—the ultra stylish took to the streets of New York for Fashion’s Night Out on Thursday, the kick-off to New York Fashion Week. Among them was a suburban mom trying to pass for ultra stylish. Good thing I have some...

When attorney Joan Wharton switched from briefs to boxers, her creativity blossomed, men started looking better in their skivvies, animals were saved, and aspiring models began showing off their dogs. Huh? Read my complete article in Westport magazine to find out what I’m talking...

After T’s last Toys-R-Us booking, I had a feeling that I rarely had when I was a model: They’ll book her again. This was not necessarily good considering the net profit situation (see Toys-R-Us Booking Equals Mega Bucks?). But you don’t say no to your agency—or your...

It’s style maven Robert Verdi’s birthday today. He’s just a smidgeon older than I am (I won’t get specific, but I caught the tail end of the bell-bottom trend—the first time around—and vaguely recall the Sonny & Cher Show). I have fond memories of interviewing...