In the early ’80s, when I was growing up in Mahwah, N.J., my younger sister, Terri Berry, had a weekly dance class in New York City. My mother and I would spend the time at Bloomingdale’s. Week after week, I gazed longingly at a pale pink and gray leather motorcycle-style jacket. I don’t think I…
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What Wendy Wore: Christopher Cross & a Cougar
Remember how I asked you to guess whether or not I got the Jean-Charles de Castelbajac sailor outfit? It was a trick question! I got a navy blue version of the white pants I was wearing in the picture and a different nautical-themed top. So, yes, I got a head-to-toe outfit, but it wasn’t the…
Life Is Not a Cabaret. Stop Calling Me “Old Chum”!
“Pictures lie.” That’s what my hairstylist once told me when I was complaining that I had just discovered I looked craptastic thanks to a photo. I hope this one is lying its ass off. I’m just sharing it to show a different look (though not a different pose) from the Ossie Clark printed dress look….