No one has that kind of concentration. But then, even though the writing in Vogue is often quite pointed and clever, and even though scattered throughout this issue there are a number of pieces that are worth actually reading, the articles are in some sense beside the point. Think of it as an attempt to bring some order to, to discern some pattern in, the flood of images with which we have been blessed. I hope this is not a trend. This was a difficult count to make, because of the fine line between strawberry blonde and blonde, but the general trend is what really matters.
Redheads now inhabit the place of grace.
I've always thought of high fashion as the home of severe looks and weighty sexuality, but the women in Vogue's pages are happy. They're not just smiling. In many of these photos they're laughing. There's something very sweet about it, actually. Shoes that cover the entire fronts of one's feet while leaving the backs open look odd.