After looking at my gaily decorated Christmas tree for a week now, I’m ready for some palate cleansing.
Plus yesterday for brunch I enjoyed some delicious pancakes made with pastry flour (oh, what a difference it makes!!), and would like an amuse bouche in that department as well.
So, playing a genial game of word association, I connected pastry flour with philo pastry, which, in turn, led me to Phoebe Philo, whose RTW collection for Celine proves to be anything but flaky.
Although I usually eschew black for being too harsh, these two pieces above and below are terrific examples of power dressing that ask for only a great pair of shoes (not the ones shown, please). (OK: I know that the jewelry aficionadi and thoughtful designers who are gentle readers would insist on at least one piece of statement jewelry. Done!)
In this season when trees and houses and boxes and people are beribboned and swagged and lit up and tinseled, it’s a pleasure to slip into a little minimalism, if only in one’s mind.