
By Bridie Clark, guest blogger
Author of The Overnight Socialite
You know the type: It’s raining, or 3 am, or the middle of yoga class and this woman looks crisp, pulled together, ready for her close-up. Her hair is freshly blown-out, her jewelry is tasteful Cartier. Linen wouldn’t dream of wrinkling when she wears it. Seeing her, you envision a walk-in closet full of neatly folded Italian cashmere. She must be rich, you think. Her look would be impossible to achieve — or maintain — without a trust fund and a lot of free time. [Read more...]













