"All I need is twenty minutes on the bathroom floor with witch-hazel pads on my eyes, and I can conquer the world.”
the grandee of fashion. Diana Vreeland.
I mean- Didn't SHE?
my GranMa swore by it-& to my mind neither lady could fall too far from the mark.
that the witch hazel had to be pulled out of the gramophone cabinet in the bath, I won't deny, but the books-Baudot's the Allure of Women and Diana Vreeland's ALLURE sit on a single stair that I pass at least 25 times a day. one opened with Diana Vreeland's photograph a permanent part of the stairscape. Photographs of my GranMa on her honeymoon are just down the hall- I never know when one of them will have something to say.