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What makes us orgasmically nostalgic — or is it nostalgically orgasmic? — whenever an oldie but goodie pops up as a “new” trend?
I lead a double life.
Other than you-know-what, nothing makes a woman’s face glow brighter than something lovely at her neckline.
When the fanny pack was introduced to American consu mers in 1988, AdWeek hailed it as “the hottest product of the year.”
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,…
This whole blue-nail-polish “trend” is nothing of the sort.
No prima donna, that Donna Karan.
Hydrangeas, lilacs, gardenias: Just name the flower, and I’m probably crazy about it. Ah, but roses — from cheapo supermarket buds to pricey florist-shop blooms — now those are my faves!
Any high-school junior or senior about to accompany her or his mother on a college tour will feel understandably nervous about fitting in.
Recently I spent an afternoon at the L’Oréal Paris Tech Center on Fifth Avenue in New York, watching a Diane Keaton video and learning about the company’s new “home hair color” for women over 50. To my surprise, Keaton — who “came out” as gray last year — looked blonder than ever. As she told the…