
Bloody-ruby red. It may be one of the most beautiful reds I have.seen when the curtain went up and the set of Full Gallop blinded us with amazement. We were welcomed inside Diana Vreeland’s apartment in Park Avenue, New York.Â

Beautiful set, lovely couch, fashion books and bottles of expensive spirits. Then we heard her coming from his 4-day trip in Europe after she was dismissed from her job as a fashion editor for Vogue. Â It was Cherie Gil, no, it is Diana Vreeland.Â
In an all black ensemble – and a necklace with a tusk pendant, she walked in the stage, and started engaging the audience with her stories of her life.  A glamorous life reflected by the way she walks around the set and the way she talks like she breathes eloquence. This 70 year old woman, was preparing a dinner get-together with friends that night – and instead of taking us to the kitchen where she can prepare the salad and the meal, she let us in her world – and let her maid, Yvonne takes care of the meal. As she thinks, everything is set – except for the dinner.
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Ms. Vreeland lived a beautiful, fabulous life. If there is anything that makes her the icon or the fashion heroine of today’s style gurus, it is because she dared to be different. She knew exactly what she wanted, and she knew how to get them. She is sharp, and she has opinions that just slip out with a witty tone – they hit you right at the moment, and make you laugh, and think at the same time.
Her stories brought us to her world of fashion – where she loved to shop, and how she loved the color greige (gray and beige) for her nightgowns. She met famous personalities, and she mentioned Chanel, Balenciaga and other famous designers, like they were just neighbors – with trivial anecdotes.
While she does her thing (arrange flowers, smoke and have a good gulp of alcohol), she taught the audience history, art and geography. Part of me wanted to come up on stage and sit on the couch – or join her, as she danced the tango, flamengco and kabuki dance – and shared what she thought of them. In less than two hours, she taught me things I have never learned in school. She gave a different meaning to colors, and the shades of each, and which among the beautiful colors and shades she has seen and the.memories each one bleeds (I will now see colors differently starting today..)

As I drowned myself in the seat inside the cool theater, I have learned that Ms. Diana Vreeland was not at all, domesticated, she had this Obsessive-Compulsive tendency and she was wildly original in her ways, style, and thinking – and that her thoughts, ideas and opinions still hold true at this time.



