Athis point, we're in the gutter. We're mainly in jogging clothes -- either sweats if you're sloppy, or the Lulalula-whatever that is. But we keep it so simple. We show up at the opera in f*cking flip flops!"
Tziporah Salamon, the 67-year-old fashion consultant and one of the stars of the 2014 "Advanced Style" documentary, is mad. The Met Gala had occurred earlier in the week, and Salamon was borderline offended by the outfits she saw documented on the red carpet.
"One of the rules of dressing is that wherever you go, you have respect to the occasion. So when you go on a job interview, you're dressing for it. When you're at graduation, you're dressing for it. When you go to church or temple, you're dressing for it. And Monday night, we're honoring Rei Kawakubo. There's not one designer whose arc is as wide as hers, so surely you or your stylist could have found something from her body of work to put on. Instead it was strapless, strapless, strapless, and it's boring!"
We're in Salamon's sumptuous red living room, where prints of Matisse paintings line the wall and trinkets cover almost every available surface, very much resembling the late Vogue editor Diana Vreeland's "garden in hell." Her entire kitchen, which features paper cut-out monarch butterflies attached to the ceiling.
Salamon has lived in this one-bedroom apartment on the Upper West Side since 1982. She flits around the room, opening her treasure chests to reveal precious robes, showing me family portraits, and occasionally, knocking a jewelry stand off her art deco dressing table with her ferocious energy.
We're in Salamon's sumptuous red living room, where prints of Matisse paintings line the wall and trinkets cover almost every available surface, very much resembling the late Vogue editor Diana Vreeland's "garden in hell." Her entire kitchen, which features paper cut-out monarch butterflies attached to the ceiling.
Salamon has lived in this one-bedroom apartment on the Upper West Side since 1982. She flits around the room, opening her treasure chests to reveal precious robes, showing me family portraits, and occasionally, knocking a jewelry stand off her art deco dressing table with her ferocious energy.