My cousin’s son Kyle is an extraordinary young man (I can’t really call him a “kid” anymore since he is entering high school in a matter of days). For one, he’s a gorgeous creature. And two, he has demonstrated a penchant for style for as long as I can remember. I think he was three years old, when I found myself discussing with him what my future wedding dress might look like while we were having dinner one time. He suggested it be blue (which is amazing now that I recall it, because I did end up choosing a pale, pale blue dress!). He has always had a terrific sense of what to wear, without seeming overly affected (as we all know, that is very hard to achieve as a junior high-schooler). While I know most of us look back on our high-school days of fashion as fodder for jokes, Kyle might very well look back & see the seeds of creative genius. I’m banking on him being the youngest competitor on Project Runway! Few of us are ever so lucky as to have such an affinity & a vocation (literally a “calling”) so early. I just know that he’ll be making his mark in the world of style one day…And then I will never again have to wonder what to wear; I’ll just ask the guy who advised me about my bridal gown.