Especially in New York, you never know when you might need a red-carpet or glam outfit. That luxury Trump Soho hotel makes it easy: it works with a hire company so you book your outfit ahead of time, have it delivered to the hotel and they return it afterwards.
Seeing Anna Wintour leaving The Mark brings all kinds of memories to mind. First, some years ago I was invited to stay over with a society lady. Fortunately I had an Indian-print silk housecoat with me. On arrival, not before, she told me we were going to The Met for an opera, with a few friends back for dinner afterwards. All I had to wear was that housecoat but it honestly did not look any more odd than a typical Jean Paul Gaultier or Alexander McQueen.
Another memory, or rather lots of them. The Mark in the Good Old Days, when Raymond Bickson showed what a fabulous General Manager he was, was THE hang-out in town. Equally-legendary travel agent Bill Fischer used to pass by, for a cameo appearance in the bar, nearly every night. I have not been back
But fashion and luxury hotels go together. We need more images of fashionistas of the Anna Wintour ilk at, and coming out of, hotels.