A friend of mine had his 60th birthday party at the Copacabana last Friday.
I thought it was the perfect occasion for a Versace dress that I haven’t worn since the premiere of the movie Along Came Polly in Los Angeles in 2004 (my film-editor stepdaughter worked on the movie). My dress picked up bad styling karma that night. For a start, I was more dressed up than Brad-Pitt-era Jennifer Aniston, the star of the movie, which made me feel kind of “off.”
But what really made me feel bad that night was the lousy makeup job I got. It was the full L.A. look — orange skin, drag-queen eyes, glossy lips.
Last week, I was ready to redeem the dress. I had my tall friend Tennille do my makeup. But I went to a random neighborhood salon for hair. (I didn’t have time to get to either superstar haircut guy Keith Carpenter or superstar hairstylist Julie Matos.) I was planning to do a blowout, but decided to pay extra for a little chignon. It looked very cute. But by the time I was putting on my dress an hour later, bits of hair were coming down. I kept pinning them up until I realized I was fighting a losing battle and took my hair down completely. Imagine my surprise when I saw what was anchoring the whole look: an ordinary rubber band.
In the past, when I’ve taken my hair down after a professional ‘do, I’ve found plenty of hairpins, as well as interesting hair elastics, often imported from Japan. This was the first time I found office supplies. When it comes to office supplies, I appreciate a nice, fresh, pink eraser. (I also like erasers that look like little animals and smell like bubblegum.) I have no interest in rubber bands, so this was a shock. I called the salon and it was closed, so I sent a strongly worded email and was promised reimbursement and a free blowout. I’m not sure if I’ll avail myself of the latter. It’s a little like getting a free meal from a restaurant that gave you food poisoning.
I thought my hair sans chignon looked a little showgirl-ish, but — hey! — it was the Copa so it worked.
What Wendy Wore
Dress: Versace (2003 or 2004)
Shoes: Prada (2010)
Earrings: From my personal collection
Hair: Office-supply-free, no thanks to the salon that I will not shame here
I had a good time — and a few gallons of white wine — but I still feel this dress has a curse upon it. When I wear it again in 2018, I’ll be more careful with my hair and makeup!