DECENT EXPOSURE.

My editors wanted me to say something about the Academy Awards broadcast, but, afraid that in response to their request I might--either accidentally or accidentally on purpose--expose a body part, they imposed an eight-day delay on me. In the end, I behaved as impeccably as a losing Oscar nominee. Now, before we get to the substance of the evening, let's review who I was wearing that night: a light-brown cashmere sweater by Giorgio Lands' Enda evoking the color of the M&M's that were discontinued a few years ago in favor of blue; a flowered blouse by Liberte de London, bought ten years ago in Glasgow, the couture capital of Scotland; jeans by the House of Gap; and, in a ...