A nuthouse? A refuge? Or maybe both. Yes, an asylum in both senses of the word. A place where unemployable crazy people are always welcome.
Every seasoned fashion personage has his or her favorite stories of folly, aberration, derangement, kookiness and excess.
These are mine.
In most instances real names are used. I have tweaked the identities of certain individuals to protect their innocence and cherish their fabulosity.
Have I embroidered or embellished? Let me answer that question by quoting Diana Vreeland: “Exaggeration is my only reality.”