Platform Shoes!
Babycham Monday
Despite its juvenile fawn mascot and name, Babycham made us feel like grown-ups even as the real grown-ups in our world were acting like children.
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World Trade Center
Wendy Lawless at the West Hollywood Book Fair
The program schedule is out for the 2013 West Hollywood Book Fair on Sunday, September 29th in West Hollywood Park.
I’ll be appearing on a terrific panel called “MEMOIR: FAMILY TIES” at the Behind the Screens Stage at 1:30PM.
The panel will be moderated by Rachel Resnick great writer and author of, among others, LOVE JUNKIE. CHANEL BONFIRE and I will be sharing the stage with Scott C. Johnson (THE WOLF AND THE WATCHMAN), Linda Daly (THE LAST PILGRIMAGE) and James Brown (THE LOS ANGELES DIARIES).
I hope to see you there!
In the Library!
I think this may be because, for most of us, going to the library for the first time is a major event. A library card is probably the first piece of ID a person can have. It’s also a matter of pride for a child; it declares to the world that the bearer of this card is “a reader”, a person who can read. It also comes with responsibility. When you take out a book, your name, your card number, is put down as the person responsible for that book for the next two weeks. In the old days, your name would be hand written on the book’s card and the date hand stamped.
Fashion Week
Fashion meant a lot to my mother. She saw it as a visa that enabled her to travel from provincial Kansas City and Minneapolis to glamourous New York, London and Paris. Couture and tailored clothes from designers and stores like Bergdorf Goodman became essential to the creation of her new selves: Mrs. Oliver Rea a chic trophy wife and then the ex-Mrs. Oliver Rea, swinging divorcee and jet setter.
My stepfather facilitated this with open accounts anywhere she cared to dress. I still have a couple of the most beautiful black Italian silk cocktail dresses with lead weighted hems made for her at Bergdorf’s.
Fashion week or as it used to be called Press Week became something she paid attention to and looked forward to like the changing of the leaves in Central Park outside her windows in the Dakota. Long after the apartment was gone however, the clothes still hung in her closets, reminders of Fall and Spring collections past.










