Plus Size Vintage Dresses For Summer!

DAHLINGS -

The weather is warm, the Fourth of July roses on my terrace are blooming, and my assistant is spending the time she should be working staring out the window, a single tear running down her cheek. All infallible signs of Spring (and a sign that my assistant needs to be screamed at--excuse me for une minute, s’il vous plaît).

YOU! STOP SNIVELING AND GET BACK TO WORK! DO YOU THINK I DICTATE THIS BLOG-THING FOR THE SHEER DELIGHT OF IT? THIS IS A BUSINESS, YOU IDIOTIC LUMPKIN! NOW GO STEAM MY WISPS OF CHIFFON BEFORE I THROW THIS BOTTLE OF JOY AT YOU!!!

Ahem. As if she were worth the price of a bottle of Joy parfum.

Where was I? Ah, yes, Spring! And Spring leads to Summer, as we all know--at least most of us do, I'm not so sure about some people. My gift to you, mon cher readers, is a bouquet of lovely dresses in seasonal fabrics. Such as this Mint Condition silk beauty from the 1940s, with a novelty print of rose corsages! Size XL:



http://www.specialistauctions.com/auctiondetails.php?id=1160373

For the lady who prefers a more straightforward approach, this 1950s beige and tan poplin dress with full skirt, XL:


http://www.specialistauctions.com/auctiondetails.php?id=1158014

And for those steamy nights when a woman needs something sheer and floaty to lounge and sleep in, this floral nightgown from the venerable Christian Dior is just the ticket!


http://www.specialistauctions.com/auctiondetails.php?id=1158688

I also have a selection of vintage and contemporary warm-weather wear at my (ugh) Ebay store, should you feel like slumming.

I apologize to those of you who have been waiting with bated breath for me to give you my opinions on "Sex & The City"--they will be forthcoming soon!

Ciao,
Elisa & Bucky the Wonderdog

An Amazing Find...in the Midwest

DAHLINGS -

I merely wanted to pop in to say Bonjour and to let you know that I had a lovely weekend in the Hamptons. On the drive on the way back to town, however, we took a detour that took us nine hours out of our way, to...CLEVELAND!

It has been many, many years since your faithful correspondent was anywhere within shouting distance of the Great Lakes, and I had intended to keep it that way. After berating my idiot chaffeur (he blamed the whole thing on Mapquest...I mean, really!), we turned around and found ourselves in a tiny backwater called Elyria (rhymes with hysteria, which was my feeling at the time). Fortunately, I know a wonderful vintage seller there named Misty, who sells on (ugh) Ebay under the name vintage-vineyard.

My limo pulled up in her driveway, and Misty knew exactly how to handle the situation. While my assistant took Bucky the Wonderdog for a walk, Misty promised me a wonderful surprise. Since the only restaurants they have around there are Domino's and Arby's, I was not expecting a superb French dinner.

But what should Misty bring me to, in the middle of this godforsaken backwater, is one of the most amazing vintage boutiques I have ever had the pleasure of visiting: NewToYou Vintage!

There were racks and racks and RACKS of the most beautiful vintage, from the Edwardian era to the 1980s, and a most glamorous proprietor, named "Bobbie." Hats, shoes, purses, dresses, as well as modern clothes. I nearly swooned!

What she and it were doing there I have no idea. Suffice to say I stuffed the trunk of the limo with shopping bags, and made my assistant carry one of my suitcases in her lap to make room. Misty offered us her hospitality overnight, and her husband Rob let me take the bedroom while he and his wife slept in the attic and my assistant on the floor. My chauffeur wandered off somewhere in search of Elyria's nightlife, but he was back the next morning. A bit worse for wear, but that was not my problem.

Readers, if you are anywhere near Cleveland/Elyria/Toledo/those other strange places where vegetables are unknown, you simply MUST visit this shop!

I washed down some Xanax with champagne and fell asleep for the drive back to New York. So if I seem a bit short today, it's because I'm a wee bit hungover. Thank you so much, Misty!

Ciao,

Elisa & Bucky the Wonderdog

Off For The Weekend, Dahlings!!

DAHLINGS -

Thank GOD for Memorial Day Weekend. I'm fleeing New York and all of the Ebay hazurai (a Jewish friend used that word and it seemed to sum up exactly what's happening, however, I haven't the faintest clue how to spell it). Off to my beautiful oceanfront mansion in the Hamptons (featured in Architectural Digest)!

There, I and many other rich and famous people shall mingle, laugh, drink and forget our troubles. Bucky the Wonderdog will be able to frolic freely with his peers. Although his tendency to attack without warning has caused some over-sensitive dog owners to clutch their wee ones to their chests and run when they see us coming. At least I assume it's because of Bucky...

I've assembled a simply fabulous wardrobe for the weekend, lots of big flowered Italian straw hats to ward off the sun and plenty of sunblock. Must keep my creamy skin milk-white, you know, it's good for business. Maxi dresses will be the building block of choice...I simply detest wide-leg jeans! My maxi-dresses will be vintage, however, not knockoffs from Target. Bohemian soul that I am at heart, most of my time will be spent barefoot.

That reminds me...must tell my assistant to book a pedicure, STAT!

My guests are the Creme de Mer of the fashion industry, naturally, I name no names. But as been written here before, until you have seen Andre Leon Talley with a champagne bucket upside-down on his head, you have not lived.

The staff has been working night and day getting the mansion ready. I know, because I have Hide-A-Cams all over the place. Idle hands and all that, you know. My assistant started to weep when I told her to cancel her plans and come with me, stupid thing. What on earth is so special about Pittsburgh?

Until next week, dahlings, have a wonderful weekend, drive safely, and remember, hot pants do not look good on anyone!

Ciao,
Elisa & Bucky the Wonderdog