The Women Who Created Me...

I am a child of the women who raised me. I was raised surrounded by glamourous, stylish women. Stylish in the real way, not trendy. 

However, it took me years to figure out that that was an asset, not a thing to rebel against in my black men's band tee shirts, raggedy jeans and doc martens. Things that still hold a place in my heart. 

However, as I grew up I came to really appreciate my the amazing women around me. My Mother's mother and her love of the Kennedy's style and love of International Politics. 

My Father's mother and how she has always looked like a wonderful mix of Jackie O and Audrey Hepburn. How she still sets her hair in curlers and a hanker chief every night while simultaneously keeping daily drinking and smoking look chic while my partying friends just make it look messy. 

These women are my idols for different reasons, along with my own lovely Mother. They've all taught me that being a glamourous woman has nothing to do with being pedestrian. 

In short...Coco and Virginia are both real.