I walked past Kokin this morning and stopped, frozen, at the sight of the wonderful fascinators in the window. What can I say? I was indeed fascinated. I haven't bit yet, because I don't know what my plane fare will cost, and I may have to go back to the plan in which I complete the headgear on the plane. But I couldn't resist sharing these. Kokin is on ThirdAvenue, on the west side of the street, just below East 79th Street.
Meanwhile, some more decisions: toenails, British Racing Green by Butter London.
Fingers, Barefoot and Topless by Essie. Scent: Jour de Fête by L'Artisan Parfumeur (but only a little, since the Abbey will be crowded and the football reception will be worse).
Underpinnings: none of your business! Gloves: white, required, will purchase tomorrow. Shoes: still working on this. Handbag: ditto - I know HRH carries an empty handbag but at minimum I have to have a passport and cabfare with me at all times when I travel.
Why does She carry an empty handbag? Why, to encourage patronage of the British handbag industry, of course.
I am very closely checking the labels of everything, and I must say it is very difficult to find an entire, coordinated outfit in which each piece is made in the USA.