Not literal tiaras. We’ll let other countries put jewels on their heads. But a neck tiara, well, yes.

Remember the necklace Wendy Brandes made for me? Remember the discussion about how to wear it? One answer: as though it’s nothing special despite all evidence to the contrary.

See, I was going to dinner with some former colleagues, but I wanted to walk to the restaurant. So, Timberlands. If Timberlands, these old Citizen of Humanity jeans are the only pants I have that are narrow, comfortable at the seat, and not wholly ridiculous with working boots.

If COH jeans, must elevate, somehow. Enter Wendy’s necklace. I also wore these tiny turquoise studs because you just have to know when to stop.

And once Wendy’s necklace has entered the discussion, well,  a white shirt makes a perfect frame. In this case, Nili Lotan. (BTW I’m also looking for an elegant, close-fitting black turtleneck. Thought I’d found one but it was too small so I gave it to my daughter. Lucky woman.)

Finally, having flown the coop to Loewe, the green bag has to come along. Wrist brace as grace note. Isn’t it great to be 65? I mean that in all sincerity, physical mewling aside.

Have a wonderful weekend. (P.S. Yes I got a haircut and sometimes I look like aged Mandy Moore in This Is Us and sometimes I look kind of cool.)

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