Q. What is your occupation?
A: Currently, depressingly enough, I’m a sophomore in a high school situated in the foggiest part of the city. Dressing to accommodate this weather? Definitely a demanding job. I’m also a fashion editorial intern for Weardrobe.com.
Q: How old are you?
A: “Too young to take over, too old to ignore!” (Chorus Line, anyone?) I am 15 years old… going on 35.
Q: Describe your style.
A: My style doesn’t take on a very specific description. I would like to say that I tend towards bright colors and playful fabrics like silks and jersey to dress my outfits up and down. I try to look as youthful as I can, but I’m sure that my style is borderline old woman with designer flats. I’m also a die hard cinema/music enthusiast. I guess my love of film noir and indie rock influence my entire look, too.
Q. Who are some of your favorite designers? Why?
A:Marc Jacobs, without a doubt. His clothing is so streamlined and wearable. The colors and patterns also make me swoon. I would consider his Perry Ellis days as a stepping stone onto fashion mastery.
Q: What is one item in your closet that you couldn’t live without?
A: My American Apparel U-Neck spandex dress is probably the most comfortable, versatile piece of clothing I own. Because it’s surprisingly not bulky, it’s essential for layering, especially in mercurial San Francisco.
Q: What is the most embarrassing item in your closet?
A: I went through a phase, more like seven year long dictation, of ghastly plaid rompers and school uniform. I think that’s as embarrassing as it can get.
Q: How do you organize your closet? (ie. by color, type, season, designer?)
A: My closet, a measly sixteen square foot black hole, is surprisingly in a state of disorder at all times. I think the whole physical principle of entropy was created to define my wardrobe. I hang the wrinkables and fold the rest, if that helps.
Q: How would you describe your dream wardrobe?
A: Vintage and legendary (excuse the Rachel Zoe-isms). Actually, there is a tribute to Yves Saint Laurent going on at the deYoung here in San Francisco, I would love something that awe-inspiring. Yards of fabrics and lust worthy gowns would make my life. Speaking of the grand couturier, I would want a contemporary version of Nan Kempner’s wardrobe. Her exhibit at the Met’s Costume Institute two years ago was insane. And, because, as the New York Times so eloquently puts it, she’s a sartorial clotheshorse and two, she wore couture like a second skin. Imelda Marcos shoe status, too, maybe?