I nominate La Swinton in Jil Sander; she looks radiant rather than ice queeny, and far more chic than anyone who wore either crystals, lace or anything with a train. Enviable hair too. Tomorrow I too shall wear a crisp white shirt, and as I butter my toast at lunch, imagine that I’m accepting a golden globe and am suitably thrilled.
by Jack Sunnucks
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