And Goes Shopping at Sotheby's
Pierre Bonnard, Marthe et son chien assise devant une table
Dear American Express. It isn't that the Duchess is screening her calls, per se, but she admits to delaying answering them until she figures out exactly what to say. That she has entered rehab for indulgence? That frugality is not written on her chromosomal data? That life is simply too short to live without beauty (and thus, sadly, without some means)? She's still working on her oratory, but in the meantime, she encourages you and everyone else to open your eyes to the world around you. There are so many lovely things to see!
Today the Duchess made a brief stopover, somewhere between Highland and Robertson, into Fantasyland. You've been there, readers, haven't you? You know the place. It looks a bit like the Plaza Athenee. A nice Sancerre is served at the door, catering is by David Myers, all the denizens are quite nice and well read, and there flows an endless supply of gorgeous bits and bobs. It's a veritable buffet of desire, and today's offering came courtesy of Sotheby's, which tomorrow evening holds its auction of Impressionist and Modern Art in New York. Like puppies, paintings need companionship, so the Duchess picked out a handful to take home.
Henri Matisse, Bouquet de fleurs pour le Quatorze Juillet
Henri Matisse, Nu au Fauteuil, Jambes Croisees
Kees van Dongen, Jeune Fille au Chapeau Fleuri
Pablo Picasso, Femme au grand chapeau Buste
All the excitement was so draining. The Duchess took a seat en aux fauteuils. Just a brief rest, darlings . . . .
Vintage chairs by Jack Lenor Larsen, available at Wright Now, Chicago, Illinois (and 1stdibs)
The Duchess will return from Fantasyland tomorrow. She's certain that it cannot be so bad. Especially with a little Sancerre.