There goes the Fashionista again, reaching back in time to quote the fashion icons of yesteryear. This particular jewel was voiced by the incomparable editor in chief of all things stylish, Diana Vreeland. And I must say, I do agree with her wholeheartedly. Vanity, an admittedly superficial pride in one’s appearance, is fine. It’s a fashion must, really. If we girls weren’t vain, then Zac Posen and Tom Ford would be woefully unemployed. Nor would there be any reason to splurge on Oscar de la Renta snakeskin sandals. Or shimmery Trish McEvoy cosmetics. Or Harry Winston jewels (divine!). It’s vanity that drives the desire for prettiness, and the Fashionista has nothing but good things to say about prettiness.
Narcissism, however, is another story.Yesterday, for example, the Fashionista had to endure a coterie of socialites engaged in a competitive name-dropping fest. The day before, I suffered through the self-important blatherings of some wannabe fashion designer. Then, at a Marc Jacobs sample sale, I had the pleasure of listening to a pair of Hollywood starlets crudely brag about the number of A-list actors they’d dated. They ranked their exes by box-office draw! Need I go on?
Vain girls are interesting—always chasing after some eye-catching new clutch or sparkly sandal. Narcissists, on the other hand, are a bore—blahblah-blahing, and me-me-meing. Somebody, wake
me when it’s over!
Your faithful Fashionista
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