Everyone is watching Love Story on Hulu right now. Which means everyone is also spiraling over Carolyn Bessette-Kennedy's wardrobe. Fair enough.
Here's the thing about CBK's style that most copycat guides miss: she wasn't doing anything complicated. No avant-garde silhouettes, no statement accessories stacked three deep, no trendy “it“ pieces that dated themselves within a season. What she was doing — with almost surgical consistency — was assembling the same handful of elements in slightly different configurations, and trusting the result completely.
It's March. The runways just finished their Glamoratti parade—shoulders out, metallics blazing, jewelry the size of small continents—and you're sitting there thinking: incredible. But also: absolutely not. Not like that. Here's the thing though. You're not wrong to want in. Glamoratti is one of the most genuinely exciting trends to land in years: louder than quiet luxury, more intentional than maximalism, and—this is the part the runway doesn't show you—more wearable than it looks when a six-foot model is doing it in studio lighting. The version you're about to see has been built for the real world. For actual spring. For March and April, for offices and dinners and that ambiguous social situation that's not quite casual and not quite...
Recently, I was asked for an expert comment on the Glamoratti trend — and it sent me down a rabbit hole I didn't expect. I kept researching, kept pulling at threads, kept looking at what this trend actually asks of the women who want to wear it. And as someone who works with real women every day — not models, not editorial teams, not six-foot frames under studio lighting — I came away with a lot more to say than what fit into a sound bite.
You've seen the version that lives on screens. The montage. The big reveal. Someone walks out of a salon or a surgeon's office looking like a different person, and suddenly their whole life clicks into place — new confidence, new relationships, new career momentum, all of it traced back to that single afternoon. Great television. Terrible blueprint. Because that's not how any of this actually works, and if you've ever tried to replicate it, you already know why. A real glow-up doesn't have a before-and-after frame. It's slow, it's unglamorous, and for long stretches it looks like nothing's happening at all. Nobody rolls out of bed one morning suddenly rebuilt — new face, new body, new closet. And even if...
In 2020, I bought a matching shirt and pants covered in giraffes. Head-to-toe giraffe. 100% silk. J.Crew Collection.
Every spectacular wardrobe mistake has an origin story, and none of them happen in a vacuum — they arrive in packs, each bad reason enabling the next like a support group nobody asked for.
