Serge Whore
by Nava My very first post here at the Posse was titled “My Serge Drawer”, and last year I wrote about how I’ve started dabbing on my Serges with abandon. The other day, Meggie, one of my dearest buds from… Continue Reading
by Nava My very first post here at the Posse was titled “My Serge Drawer”, and last year I wrote about how I’ve started dabbing on my Serges with abandon. The other day, Meggie, one of my dearest buds from… Continue Reading
By March When I was test-driving the new-ish Donna Karan Iris last week, I kept thinking about Serge Lutens’ Iris Silver Mist. According to legend, when Maurice Roucel was creating ISM, Lutens kept nagging him for more iris, more iris… Continue Reading
Today is another iris, the latest entry from Serge Lutens, Serge Lutens Bas de Soie . Iris whore that I am, I’m a little nervous about this one because though it is getting a lot of admiration in the early… Continue Reading
Summer. Summersummersummer. You know what’s weird about summer? It’s a horse of a totally different color, depending upon where you are and who you are (or used to be). I spent the last 50o years of my life in an Urban… Continue Reading
I take it all back – the French are hateful. They made me eat all sorts of things in Paris. I was walking ten hours a day and I still managed to gain four pounds. It was outrageous – when… Continue Reading
I had originally titled this essay “Serge Revisited”. I had no idea Patty was going to blog on the new L´eau scent. So, since I´ve got nothin´ else right now, we´ve gone from a revisit, to all Serge, two days… Continue Reading
It’s Sunday night and I got nuthin’. I’m not even going to lie. I’ve spent the past week enveloped in some long-outstanding tax stuff requiring insanely tedious amounts of detailed preparation and copying and trips to the post office. I’ve… Continue Reading