Decidedly old world and gracious, this home was built in a time past—it wasn’t as historic as my own 1874 digs, but it did boast some serious Jazz Age chops.
In such surroundings, though, I felt we were, in various washes of denim and wool (and one Prada nylon jacket), utterly anachronistic. If I lived in such a home I wonder whether I wouldn’t dress for it. (Full disclosure: although my house is well over 100 years old, I do not rake the front lawn in Victorian-era hook-and-eye boots.)
But something about this house just begged for martinis and cigarette holders, even though I despise olives and don’t smoke.
So here, courtesy of Jil Sander, are a few looks that would make a postmodern lass feel at home in the glamourous Sabrina house: