Style icon

It may be pretentious to discuss one's style icons--and improbable given the uniform of choice these days at Nake-id HQ is cut offs and vintage tees circa 1996--but I couldn't let this slide.

Should you ever see me in full battle array (considering the nature of my deadlines currently is about as likely as spotting an ivory-billed woodpecker), you'll notice an abundance of Native American and Mexican silver bracelets. (For the social media savvy criminals among you, the good pieces live in a safe deposit box. Sorry.) Diamonds may be a girl's best friend, but a Margot de Taxco necklace? That's what women buy themselves.

Though she remains an American style icon long after her death in 1953, it's not because she's been over exposed. Indeed the family has been incredibly protective of her legacy, batting putative biographers away like gnats. Her legacy has endured because she left some tantalizing crumbs in her wake--the Shiapparelli dresses, the Maria pots, her jewelry collection, bought or designed by her, the kachinas, her liaisons with boldface-named gents.

On Sept. 13, the first biography of this American original publishes, Searching for Beauty: The Life of Millicent Rogers. Once the publicity begins, it will be interesting to see how the author did or did not get the family's cooperation--and gauge the book's reception by critics.

I, for one, can't wait to get my hands on it.

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