Vintage Chanel - Vintage loves Ralph Lauren

 Looking at my vintage Chanel this morning from around 1987. That's vintage now, I think. OMG, that is 25 years ago. This dress is in perfect condition. I laid it out on my bed with my vintage Ralph Lauren pillowcases and cashmere blanket, although those are barely visible.

The last time I wore this was Thanksgiving, 1989, with claret colored Maud Frizon heels, and tons of 54" and 60" pearl ropes. Black wool. Lined. Wearing it is back in those zooming 80's, trips to New York 6 times a year, fax machines just coming on. What a laugh. I remember asking people I was in business with to please get one so we could be communicating faster and their response was NAHHHHHh, that stuff will never last. Ok. I wonder if they have email, or text, or Facebook, or  Twitter, or Pinterest, or Linkedn.

Chanel, Chanel.

Why don't they do bedding?
Wouldn't it be a kick to relax in Chanel sheets? Yum.

New York in the 80's: the fabulous massive floral tribute in the lobby of the Pierre, must have cost thousands, fresh every few days, now no longer there.
Walks up & down 5th Avenue. Rockefeller Center, St. Patrick's Cathedral, SAKS. Lexington Avenue and the Chrysler Building, Madison Avenue and blocks and blocks of fabulous shops. Pratesi sheets. Stays in the St. Regis, enormous rooms before the remodel, gigantic bathtubs, Louis XIV furniture. Two week stays in the Carlyle, chintz world draperies & bedspreads, marble bathrooms and $4,500 bills, in those days. Stays in the Mark, toile bedspreads and lots of room in the room. Stays in the Regency while selling jewelry to all the buyers and receiving magazine editors for their walk throughs. Being hit on in the library downstairs over drinks. Ego. Stays at the Ritz Carlton on the south park. Being there when Cary Grant came in for lunch. Suave and elegant. Walking Bergdorfs, Bendels, Bloomingdales, Macy's, Lord & Taylor, and B. Altman for accessory trends. Half of them no longer exist. Walking New York City. Walking New York City. Buying Gianfranco Ferre shirts. Perry Ellis linen pants, books and books at Scribners, now a Sephora. Helicopters to the airport. Then the clarity of Los Angeles and no one living overhead.

Chanel, Chanel, thanks for recovering that time for me, not remembering, recovering it, bringing it all back with your marvelous wool dress.

I miss New York.