fashion

What makes us orgasmically nostalgic — or is it nostalgically orgasmic? — whenever an oldie but goodie pops up as a “new” trend?

And the award for color of the year goes to ... rose quartz and serenity?!?

I lead a double life.

Other than you-know-what, nothing makes a woman’s face glow brighter than something lovely at her neckline.

Three of my favorite fashion muses — Cinderella, Dorothy Gale and Carrie Bradshaw — taught me it’s all about the shoes.

From Lily Tomlin to Caitlyn Jenner, age is suddenly the rage: Women with a past are fall’s hottest trend.

Stop turning green when you look at photos of famous people!

Call me a lazy schlepper, but all I ask from a handbag is that it carry everything I own, with nary a hitch or switch. The alternative — constantly dumping my infinite number of essentials and repacking them in various totes — is too horrific to contemplate.

I once had a dirty little secret. No, it wasn’t an online flirtation, a crush on actor Mark Rylance (that’s common knowledge) or a tendency for midnight fridge raids. It was a brief problem with BPSD, aka Binge-and-Purge Shopping Disorder, and it’s why online retailers such as Amazon, Target, Sephora and Beauty.com are such a success.

Are you a snoop? I sure am.