Shopping online today for the Marin County seventies wardrobe that always eluded me---inspired as always by the idea of a lacquered driftwood coffee table with a bong and a blown glass bowl filled with car keys...I realize that this role could work to sell the memoir 'From Wall Sconces to Wild Savages' (or 'The Road from Cali to Cannibals'?)---with a shopping theme. You know, Nothing to wear?, looking for Next Season's It ensemble, and so forth---maybe a Bill-Cunningham-travelogue-picture book-of-Papua-New Guinea?
Then it occurred to me. This is the story of bringing kaftans to the world of separates and rococo accessories! How will it ever be done?
Sure, I know what you're thinking. Big hair---that's so seventies. It could work.I think you know what I'm talking about.
But I get dizzy, and soon my thoughts turn to the age old bugbear of fashion literature: How young is too young?
Fashion is a cruel world, and we don't want our innocents to grow up too fast.
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