YOO HOO DARLING!
FABULOUS FREELANCE FASHION INVESTIGATOR
It's been a little over a month since I last saw Simone. Imagine my surprise when a messenger in a vintage Good Humor uniform stood in the doorway of my Howard University School of Law office.
"Hello," I said.
"Good Morning, are you Mariessa Terrell?"
"Yes," I said as I rose from my desk.
"I have a letter for you. Would you sign for it please?"
"Of, course," I stammered. Wondering how a male model had managed to get past HU security to find me on the first floor of Houston Hall.
The pearlescent metallic envelope he handed me shimmered in the early morning light. The front bore no postage marks. But, the back was artfully sealed with bright bubblegum colored wax embossed with the letters S.B.
I laughed out loud and poured a fresh cup of Roses et Chocolat tea.
When I slid my thumb under the seal, Chanel Noir wafted up towards my face.
“Yoo Hoo Darling,
Lately yachting about the waterways surrounding BARI, ITALY has become de rigor. It's 11 am on Thursday and today I am wearing a 5 inch pre-sewn white satin turban anchored by an enormous emerald broach. The height was absolutely necessary since I opted for HAVANNAS thongs instead of stilettos. Because I did not have/could not find my color blocked bikini top (a casualty of the high jinks of the night before), I artfully tied a HENRI BENDEL tassel printed scarf around my torso, a perfect complement to the white canvas flat fronted culottes gifted by MaryAnn.
CJ, our consummate host and captain could be Denzel W's long lost brother (circa "Inside Man"). He has the same devilish swagger and endearing grin. Apparently, CJ made his first 100 million whilst aggressively taking over various independent luxury brands and uniting them under one large “ group.” To put it bluntly, darling. He is not only yummy; but, he is LOADED.
That being said, you can't swing a BIRKIN without knocking over 3-5 STELLA MCCARTNEY clad groupies jostling for position.
You know me, darling, I never engage in amateur sport. Instead I spend most of my time posing on the top deck, plotting my next adventure and completely ignoring him.
Thankfully CJ travels with a wolf pack of other taut eligibles most wearing loose linen trousers, contrasting tank tops and elaborate body art. My favorite tatoo was etched into the shoulder of Tristan. It read: 'Aut Viam Inve'niam Aut Faciam' (I'll either find a way or make one). Words to live by.
You would be pleased to know that I haven’t visited a single boutique since my arrival two weeks ago. There’s no need to go shopping when CJ’s retail baron friends never climb on board without bringing enough fashion swag to give away to all the lady guests.
I awake each morning with the excitement of a child on Christmas Day. Thus far, I have snagged a(n):
EKLE black knit tunic dress
LEGHILA white and powder blue neoprene handbag
FREDDY skinny fit (the slounge way) butterfly camp printed pant
SWIMS turquoise penny loafer.
Spending these last lazy days of summer jet sking, sipping artisan cocktails and dancing to Diana Ross disco beats until dawn has done wonders for my outlook.
I am looking forward to RETURNING to the Diamond District and toasting your new position at HUSL. Good News Travels Fast. Congtatulations, Darling!
We must split a bottle of TATTINGER NOCTURNE ROSE upon my return.
Simone Butterfly has been investigating fashion with a twinkle & a twirl since 2003.