Letter from London
What Is An Intellectual and Truth is Beauty!
Daphne Guinness Rips Into Little Missy
It's Hard Work Being A Philosopher's Woman!*
The tiny blue lights are twinkling all over Mayfair! It's Christmas time in my most favourite of all cities! Yes, Little Missy is in London on business! Going to parties and Galas, you betcha! At the Vanity Fair party Freddie and I saw Boris Johnson's sister. Did you know that Boris, who is Mayor of London and who went to Eton and Oxford flunked an IQ test in a radio ambush this past week? Here were the questions that felled him:
Identify the kind of bear that might appear beside a rectangular house in which all walls faced south
And
How many apples would would he have if he took two apples from three trees?
Boris the jovial womaniser answered to the first, a brown bear and to the second, one apple.
Wrong, Boris! A white bear (polar, duh)! And two apples, you nitwit! Even Little Missy answered correctly and Lord knows I'm no intellectual! Then Boris became a bad sport and refused to answer the third question about a wind-up clock.
Well, Little Missy was walking briskly up James Street in an effort to get away from the throngs on Oxford Street. A man selling newspapers called out to me, "You, Madam, you look like an intellectual sort of lady who might enjoy my newspaper". Now that is cheeky. Little Missy has received many comments over the years but no one ever said I looked like an intellectual.
Maybe it's the new Coco Chanel bob that is throwing people! But it got me thinking (oh shut the door)! I spent thirty years in a family where homilies such as "truth is beauty" were considered banal and unworthy of discussion. But Little Missy used to be considered kind of cute, and I wanted to believe it, so it seemed like the truth! Well enough of that! Let's talk about the stuff we want to talk about, like the Isabella Blow exhibition that is on now at Somerset House. Isabella is a girl I used to see a lot at the shows. She was quirky and nutty and appeared entirely self-absorbed. I didn't like her, but then I didn't really know her. What Little Missy admires about Isabella Blow is that Isabella decided early on in Alexander McQueen's career that she was prepared to lay down her life for him. And she did. After a decade of collaborations which reached the heights and then the depths, she drank weed poison in her potting shed. McQueen took his life less than three years later. Daphne Guinness, another of Little Missy less than favourites, actually did the right thing and bought her friend Isabella's collection so that it could be shown in this exhibition, which left me reeling. See this if you care about fashion and if you are in London in the next few months.
Well, from the sublime to the ridiculous! It's time for Little Missy's Mail bag! Timothy Moss from I don't know where writes in, "You seem like you are always on the road. Do you have frequent flier miles?" Thanks for writing, Timothy, and yes indeed I do! I recommend to all my readers with the travel bug to consolidate all credit cards to one, like United. I am no United Airlines cheerleader, but they do have the routes! A few years ago I did that time honoured pilgrimage that many before me have undertaken during a spiritual crisis. That is to say I high tailed it to India, and Frequent Flier Miles helped! And you can get them not only by flying but by using airline credit cards! Now this one I really love. FashionistaSausalita writes: "Did you eat turkey at Thanksgiving? I think it's gross." Well, as you know since you are a proclaimed Fashionista, when in Rome, do as the Romans do. Of course we fashionable ones always want to do the fashionable thing, and that involves eating turkey at Thanksgiving! After my family ate our turkey dinner, we plunged into a turkey and pumpkin pie mass coma and my son Michael, who may have eaten less turkey than the rest, led us in several games of Blackjack, at which Little Missy excels! When not in a turkey coma! So be in the moment, FashionistaSausalita! That's it for Little Missy for now! OMG, I am going to Dallas now for a three day celebration of Karl and Chanel! So I will be back as soon as I can with my Dallas Report! In the moment!
* If you don't know the story of Daphne Guinness and French philosopher Bernard-Henri Levy, Google it! Little Missy thinks Daphne is certifiable! Takes one to know one!
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