At Worn Stories, Fiona Helmsley writes about a thrift-store-find Christian Dior slip, and her former fiancé.
“That night, I looked like a lost Beale. With his preppy good looks and weakness for cocaine, he reminded me of a bad-assed Kennedy. He had a large, circular scar in the middle of his forehead from a drunk driving accident. I loved the scar, and when I didn’t, I said I thought it made his head look like a dented can.”