Today Nancy is wearing and today Nancy Drew herself in a cashmere black sweater dress from the Japanese H&M type store in Soho (can't remember the name but know where it is, just like lots of things in nancy's life). She bought herself the soft-to-her- skin throw-on last spring when she was spending a week sharing a couch with Clive the dog in Brooklyn and going to parties in expensive brownstones in the Heights for people she didn't know but could. she loves the feel of cashmere directly on her skin just like she loves to hug her cat before she gets into the shower. she wears the dress with muted moss green mid-calf boots with orange piping - the closest thing she has the go-go boots which she has been shopping for online for months but can't seem to find (or commit to) the right ones. she longs for the look and the memories of the late 60s when she always wore tights that matched the shirt under her Twiggy jumper. but now, she who was raised Mid-Century has become Mid-Century herself so she works with what she has.
on that same NY trip she attended a retrospective of Alex Katz where the woman taking the tickets wore a white page boy hairdo and dark Jackie O classes and looked (inadvertantly) like one of Alex's paintings. and so, in this dress, some months later, she has done a self portrait/fantasy of alex katz painting Nancy the way he did Ada, celebrating her relatively inexpensive but chic black dress along with her many high class (or at least hifalutin) but bargain basement black moods.
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