Oh Hetty.
Old people's clothes really do look better on a very young person.
And so it was in the debutante season of 1932 and so it is this spring.
Hetty's life is actually more like an Almodóvar movie than she would like to admit.
Her ongoing penchant for South American polo players and pedigreed perverts from the wrong side of Harrow continues and she never really just sees one of them at a time.
For an ice queen the girl is actually rather rampant.
So I think that this is why she dresses like a spy in the house of love.
Understand her rationale, then get the picture:
Expensive clothes that melt into hotel lobbies.
You can't wear a red dress to go have a drink with a married art dealer.
And Argentinians actually love cold colours.
It's like sipping a freezing cold gin martini in human form.
Sooo...Hetty wants all the new clothes that evoke French courtly manners with a hint of the rococo as well. She is like a Boucher painting in pantsuit form. A smattering of embroidery is her only indulgence. A whisper of the Sabia Rosa lingerie that burns beneath. My God but she's FROZEN. And she will never "let it go".
Admirers. Rich rich richy rich rich admirers. They are almost a full-time job.
And none of them EVER remember what she wore.
Her glacial blue eyes erase their memory.
Go Hetty go. You Siberian snow leopard!
Images courtesy of Vogue http://www.vogue.com/fashion-shows/fall-2016-ready-to-wear
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