Wanting

This vintage Halston deep V-neck one-piece is the inverse of a bikini: instead of tiny triangles patched over a few erogenous zones, your torso’s completely covered except for a few triangular slices of skin that feel deeply revealing in comparison to how little else is shown. And that’s infinitely sexier. Check Michelle Pfieffer’s one-piece in Scarface‘s pool scene and tell me I’m wrong.

Wearing this Halston deep V-neck one-piece in Honolulu may be the only thing that could have improved my holiday of empty porcelain beaches, sushi alive moments before it met my plate, and scoring never-worn crocodile pumps for a Benjie…

Hating

I’m so bummed this Halston ultrasuede shirt dress and its matching hat and bag are sold, though the likelihood of me covering my bobbed hair or trading my Kelly bag to wear either is low. Sometimes I want to buy beautiful things just so other people who appreciate them less can’t have them; instead of giving away or selling old clothes sometimes I just shred them to pieces.

It’s a good thing I generally don’t like pets…

Wanting

I’m very vain, but I’m very lazy, which is why I stick to my uniform: smoky eyes, burgundy bob, silk jersey tank dress, Kelly bag, and satin slippers. Done.

Still, lately I’m loving Halston’s iconic ultrasuede shirt dresses — I’m a sucker for sexy texture, and ultrasuede is easier to clean than the slew of made-to-order dresses I’m always feeding sushi to.

This lavender Halston ultrasuede shirtdress is sitting at the Met, but there’s a choice purple Halston ultrasuede skirt suit on sale…

Wearing:

I’ve had a Norma Kamali-like shawl-collar wrap coat made into a different color for every season: chocolate tropical wool, blue sueded cotton, gray winter wool, etc…

But I’m eying this choice Halston ultrasuede robe coat.

You’re right, I need another minimalist wrap coat like I need another hand-etched, “K” initial pinky ring.

I’m buying it…

Wearing

My closet’s pretty clear: made-to-order “KD” monogrammed shirt dresses, a rainbow of solid silk jersey racerback tank dresses (I just had one made in lavender), and plenty of satin slippers…

Consistency is underrated.

But I do like great surprises: something truly unexpected, though it feels fated. Like the backless blouses I started collecting. I especially love this Halston draped back top I bought in pewter: its high necklace melts into its blooming, body-skimming shape — which flutters open into a flash of naked back.

Endings are so important…

Wearing

I hate being busy with accessories, so I swap between an Hermes Herbag and Kelly Danse, never bother with belts, and only wear the same jewelry every day (a few pieces that mean more than money).

But I’ll make an exception: this vintage Halston scarf pulses like a Rothko painting…

Wanting

This black vintage Halston one-piece is infinitely sexier than any teenie weenie yellow polka dot bikini. It’s that slashed V-neck hinting at what you don’t see.

So choice…