The Fat Lady has sung and if my life were an opera I composed the diva would be singing a disco aria, perhaps “Last Dance,” to celebrate the end of Dukes of Melrose. It is cause for celebration. Filming was nearly eight months and the most exhaustive period of life! It’s good to be free, and I am excited to be focused on my current book Decades: A Century of Fashion and a new book that my literary agent keeps asking me to complete. I think we provided some great fashion moments on television; I only hope to further take you on my future exciting style sojourns. Viewers love fashion, glamour, DECADENCE. You see, it’s no mistake that the store I founded in 1997 is called DECADES.
As I bid you farewell, remember I am only a Twitter or Instagram away, and I hope our love affair isn’t over just because the finale is, well, final. Let’s think of the good times we have had (plantar warts et al):
The Shoe Sale - wow, that could have been the most boring episode, but I can even laugh at my silly dalliances during the event.
Peggy Moffitt - fabulous as ever since making fashion headlines modeling the topless swimsuit in 1962.
Dalia Zatkin in a bathtub – sometimes the best fashion moments are with no clothes at all.
Dita von Teese – the most fashionable woman on the planet, and I took you into her closet.
Paris – yes, we will always have Paris.
Phyllis Diller – her last TV appearance and funny as ever. Gin Martinis, anyone?
The HEAVEN Gala – remains one of the most beautiful events I have ever attended.
Jennifer Tilly and Eva Amurri Martino – I am a breast guy.
Barbara de Kwiatowski – what a life; what an icon. Warhol. Halston.
The MET Gala – now that was surreal
All the fashion tutorials – yes, you now know how to pronounce Mugler, Gernreich, Gaultier, and are mad about Biba, too.
I am so happy to have shared a bit of MY world with you. However, it’s only the tip of the iceberg. Decades has provided me with the foundation to truly spread my wings. OK, maybe my wings are the size of a fly’s, but I hope you will continue to be a fly on my wall. This wasn’t the beginning and it certainly wasn’t the end. Let’s fly away together.