Imaginary Socialite

This is Ollie, 25

The first time I saw her, she was wearing a black Joie tank as a dress. Her accessories: red boots and the Keyes brothers.

Next it was something nylon and taffeta that looked like curtains that looked like couture.

Last week it was this shredded blouse wrapped around her body that looked like what Jess Stam wore when she fell on the Chloe runway. Of course, Ollie didn’t fall, she just sort of raged into her microphone.

Finally at the party, I grabbed her. “What are you doing?” I asked, and she shrugged in wool shorts and shiny black tights and she said, “Throw all your clothes on the floor. Pull them on in the light, when you’re wrecked. Then try not to look down a few hours later and wonder what you’re wearing.”

As she walked away, some heads slowly turned to follow.

[ANITA PALLENBERG - AM I THE IMAGINARY SOCIALITE?]

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