Dispatches from Jane

Jane is: Currently in London crashing Fashion Week parties, eating the hors d’eouvres that the models won’t touch, and paying back a favor to Betsy Johnson.


London smells like: Scones and Mr. Darcy’s cravat.  Delicious.

Jane was: Spending the winter at a Yogalatte ashram but had to leave because she found it hard to relax while drinking all that coffee.

She has been out of touch because: Devo ate her laptop in a fit of caprine Ludditism.

She’s anticipating: An empowering spring, summer and fall on her bicycle and having to squeeze into her skort by using a shoehorn sprayed with Pam and the greasy butter wrappers from her scones.

She hopes: You will join her or at least eat some scones in solidarity (save the wrappers!)