Tatcha Luminous Deep Hydration Lifting Mask

Tatcha Luminous Deep Hydration Lifting Mask

I am so in love with Tatcha products. They are so sumptuous, so high performance, so special.

In Italy on the Corinna B’s World Glam Italia Tour I took with me the beautiful Tatcha LuminousDeep Hydration Lifting Mask.

These single serve masks are incredibly luxurious. They give your skin an intense hydration boost, nourish it, and leave it dramatically lifted and deliciously luminous. They are magic after a long flight, or anytime you just want your skin to be gorgeous and radiant.

I brought them for a post flight recovery (my initial travel day was 30 hours) and also for a mid-tour glam boost. Afterall it can’t be the Glam Italia Tour if my skin is looking anything less than super glam…

After a day boating off the Aeolian Island of Lipari, time to treat the face to some deep hyration!

As always, the story behind this Tatcha product is fabulous. It dates back to geisha beauty treatments traced back to ancient beauty texts.

There is a divine story of tea kettles simmering through the night with swatches of kimono silk set on top of them, capturing the essence of the botanicals inside that were being distilled by the steam. The geisha would then apply the cloth, now rich in vital extracts and nutrients to their faces for luxurious, luminous hydration.

Following in these footsteps the 

Tatcha Luminous DeepHydration Mask has a gel structure derived from coconut fruit that forms an occlusive barrier on the skin enabling the potent serum of the mask to penetrate more rapidly, boosting the moisture content of the skin by up to 200% in 15 minutes.

The coconut derived biocellulose in this mask was originally developed to speed heal burn victims, and forms an occlusive layer on the skin that allows for 53% deeper serum penetration than paper masks.

Perfect recovery after an international flight, or at any time that life has your skin looking dehydrated or exhausted. Which for me is all too often.

The Tatcha Luminous Deep Hydration Lifting Mask is formulated with no parabens, synthetic fragrances, mineral oils, sulphate detergents, phthalates, urea, DEA or TEA.

You can purchase tatcha products online at TATCHA.com or instore at select Barneys New York locations

What Anchors You?

What anchors you?
What keeps you looking forward?
What keeps you moving in the direction of your dreams?

For me it can be something as big as the next international trip, or as small as the new boots or handbag that I am currently coveting. 
It can be as big as the home that you own, or as weightless as the feeling of being completely unencumbered and free to go do anything that you choose.
It's your anchor - you define it.

These Prada Skate Loafers will keep me anchored this fall. I bought them in Italy a couple of weeks ago and they are my absolute favorite new thing.

Miranda Obsession ~ Miranda Kerr Goes Geisha For Vogue Nippon November 2014 Issue

Anna Dello Russo has to be one of the greatest fashion stylists of all time.
She is incredible.

For the 15th Anniversary November 2014 issue of Vogue Japan she teams up with legendary photographer Mario Testino, and model Miranda Kerr, for this stunning geisha, samurai and manga inspired story.

Kerr is absolutely stunning in super dark hair by Sam McKnight, and flawlessly beautiful makeup by Charlotte Tilbury.

Miranda Obsession

Casa Cuseni, Taormina

Ever since I took my first step onto Sicilian soil I have been obsessed with the place.

It is magnificent, mysterious and beautiful. Overwhelmingly beautiful.

But with a secret darkness to it.

I just can't get enough.

As such, I read books about Sicily, books set in Sicily, fiction, non fiction - anything I can get my hands on.

One of the absolute treasures I found was a book called "A House In Sicily" by Daphne Phelps.

This is an autobiography that takes place in lovely Taormina, overlooking the Ionian Sea. A picturesque little town that holds a piece of my heart, or that maybe I'm holding in my heart. Not sure which.

Daphne lived in dreary old England, damp and grey, then inherited a magnificent home built by her uncle in sun drenched Taormina.

She moves to Sicily, and this is her story of life at Casa Cuseni. 

view from the terrace of Casa Cuseni at night

Writers and artists drop by and stay for weeks and months.

She tackles the trials and tribulations of life in this little mountain town, at the same time basking in the glory of living in a place more beautiful than words can describe.

Casa Cuseni,Taormina Sicily

Great reading for lovers of Under The Tuscan Sun and 
A Year In Provence.

Her home, Casa Cuseni, remains the star of the story, it's beauty the perpetual subtext.

Casa Cuseni, Taormina Sicily

Returning to Taormina this year I was determined to find 
Casa Cuseni. 

Which was actually really easy.

Daphne died in 2005 and willed the house to her nieces who preferred the rain in Britain to the sun in Sicily, and opted to sell it instead of relocating.

I would give almost anything to move there and own that home! I still cannot believe they let it go.

The new owners have made it into a bed and breakfast, and were more than happy to let me come visit, and look around.

Outside the blue door at Casa Cuseni

Casa Cuseni is truly magnificent.

Much of it has been kept as it was in the book.

Daphne's treasures are still there, along with her passports and personal papers.

Salvatore at Casa Cuseni

My host for the day, Salvatore Spadro, showed me many of the belongings she talks about in her book. 

We strolled through the art filled rooms and the gardens, Salvatore filling me in on the history behind every room, every piece of art, every corner of the beautiful gardens.

We sat on the terrace taking in the view, while he told me more stories.

Time for a glass of wine on the terrace at Casa Cuseni

It was just magical.

When we were about to leave he asked if I would like to see the Picassos.

Picasso had stayed at Casa Cuseni, and left the works he painted while he was there.

I still can't quite believe I was able to spend quality time with Picassos that don't live in any museum, that aren't featured in any coffee table books. That pretty much no one else sees.

If you are planning to travel Sicily, look into staying at Casa Cuseni in Taormina for a few days.

There are only 6 bedrooms, so they do book out a long time in advance, but you can email them directly ( casacuseni@gmail.com) and see what openings they do have. 
Check out the Casa Cuseni website here

If you enjoy reading books about people relocating to glorious homes in Italy and building a life there (my favorite subject!), pick up a copy of A House In Italy by Daphne Phelps here.

Alexander McQueen Spring Summer 2015 Paris Fashion Week

I love Alexander McQueen.
I love Alexander McQueen runway shows.
In fact, as soon as Paris Fashion Week releases it's show schedule I put the McQueen show in my calendar.

The Alexander McQueen show is always about theatrics.

The brand is known for it's impeccable tailoring. 
The cut of Alexander McQueen pants and jackets is always an exercise in perfection. 
And the runway show is always a visual spectacular.

Backstage at Alexander McQueen Spring/Summer 2015

I found these images on Vogue.com, see more pictures here

Elie Saab Spring 2015 Paris Fashion Week

I have been so busy with the Corinna B's World Glam Italia Tour that I haven't had much time for fashion month.
But now that I'm back in America I'm busy painting faces again, and catching as much of Paris Fashion Week as possible.

Elie Saab Spring 2015

Today I've been dying over Lebanese designer Elie Saab's Spring 2015 collection.
I always love red carpet favorite Elie Saab - he never disappoints, but this season I am crazy about his dresses, his colors, his draping.
He is, as always, perfection.

images via Fashionising.com

What Happens When There's An Inflight Medical Emergency?

Have you ever wondered what happens when there is a serious medical emergency on a commercial flight?

image via emssolutionsint.blogspot.com

Do you assume the flight attendants will spring into action and know exactly what to do? 
I never gave it any thought whatsoever.
And then it happened.
And frankly, I was appalled.

I was on a US Airways flight from Charlotte to Rome. I like US Airways, have flown them many times and will fly them many more. I don't know if this is endemic to the industry, if it is a US Airways concern, or if it just pertained to the crew on that particular flight, but in case of medical emergency - flyer beware.

We boarded our flight and a fabulous young Italian man sat next to us. Anyone who has flown internationally will know it takes a long time to get all the passengers boarded and seated, so we had plenty of time to chat before the flight departed. He spoke limited English, but I speak some Italian so we were able to communicate well enough. Luckily for him while we were talking he recommended and wrote down his friend's restaurant near Piazza Navona in Rome and his own name so that we could say who referred us.

A few minutes later the plane pushed back from the gate and started making it's way to the runway to take off. We were still chatting when it happened.
His arms raised up above his head and started moving as if not part of his body, his face contorted, and he went into a full blown grand mal seizure. A tall, well built man, having convulsions in a tiny, compact space, hemmed in by seat belted adults. 
It was not pretty.

Have you ever seen someone have a seizure before? I hadn't.
I didn't know what was happening, but knew it was bad enough to call the flight attendants and get the plane stopped.

For some crazy reason I thought they would know what to do. 
I assumed they were trained in what to do in a medical emergency.
But you know what they say about assuming things...

The flight attendants seemed even worse prepared than I was.
By the time they got there and organized stopping the plane, the man had collapsed on my friend - a convulsing dead weight that she was trapped beneath. 

And they had no clue what to do.

As in not a single clue.

One of them thoughtfully showed up with a little plastic tray with latex gloves and dixie cups on it  (so they could glove up and have a tea party??) - but there was no first aid kit, no anything to help, and worst of all, no one in charge.

None of them caught onto the fact that the man was now turning blue and frothing at the mouth while having full body spasms.
No doubt too busy with the dixie cups.

At that point I started calling out to other passengers for help, and the man in question hit his second lucky moment of the day. There were five doctors seated around us, and they jumped into action.
I came to find out later that he had swallowed his tongue and now couldn't breathe. Had the doctors not been there I am relatively certain he would have died. While one doctor took charge, demanded oxygen, called out to passengers for Ativan and started working on him, an anesthesiologist took control of his thrashing head, cleared his windpipe and then worked the oxygen when it arrived. 
Ativan arrived but the flight attendants wouldn't allow it to be administered.
Meanwhile I was trying to translate what the doctor was saying into Italian, telling him to breathe deeply (in his oxygen mask) and trying to soothe him as the seizure subsided and the poor guy was left in some kind of fugue state, not knowing where he was or what was happening. 
You would think that the flight attendants would either have one among them who speaks the language of the destination country, or would make an effort to find a national to help out with translation, but I guess they were too busy doing something else.
The entire event took several minutes, so there was plenty of time.


Shortly after the plane returned to the gate the paramedics arrived. 
The doctors briefed them on what had happened and then the process of getting the passenger off the plane got underway. Had we not made an effort to identify and get his cabin baggage to him, it would have been left on board, which would have been stressful to the passenger and potentially hazardous to everyone else.

While the airline clean up crew sanitized our row of seats and made them flight ready again, the airline had someone come on board with a clipboard to take statements from the doctors, and someone else to fill the now vacant seat with a stand by passenger.

We were really concerned about the young man, and decided that when we got to the Rome leg of our trip two weeks later (we had a connecting flight out of Rome the same day), we would track him down and make sure he was okay.

Fast forward two weeks and we were in Rome and were able to look for him. He had remembered writing everything down for us, but that was his last memory of the event, so he had contacted his friend at the restaurant to keep an eye out for us in case we thought to check in. He didn't know what had happened to him, and was hoping we would try to find him.

And here is where the story gets even worse.
The airline told him he fainted, not that he had a seizure. He was absolutely stunned when I told him what had transpired. 
No one told him he went blue.
No one told him he had been choking.
No one told him that doctors on the flight had saved his life.
They told him he fainted.

Even though I personally witnessed the doctors telling the paramedics that he had had a seizure, they somehow also missed that fact, and told the hospital he fainted.

The man had been removed from the plane sometime between 7pm and 7:15 pm and taken to hospital, but based on the fainting information was discharged and back at the airport in Charlotte
by 10pm.
Funnily enough he just missed our plane, as we had some kind of mechanical issue and ended up departing 3 hours after our scheduled time.

But what's not funny is that he had to sleep on the airport floor until the next US Airways flight to Rome, at 6:30pm the following day.

I am stunned that you can have a grand mal seizure on an airplane, and the crew not know what to do.
I am shocked that the airline would not tell the passenger what happened to him, if for no other reason than that your doctor will run different tests and approach a seizure diagnosis differently to a mere fainting episode.
I am intrigued that the passenger had his lawyer in Italy try to find out what had happened, and the reply was that he fainted.
And I am appalled that after going through such a medical trauma a passenger is left to sleep on an airport floor, and not taken care of.
Was there no other airline he could be transferred to? Is there really no provision in place for a passenger with a medical trauma? Just have them sleep on an airport floor?

For someone who frequently travels internationally it definitely leaves you wondering what would happen if it were you or one of yours, in a foreign country where at best you had a very limited command of the language.
Will all airlines just leave you disoriented and alone on an airport floor for nearly 20 hours with no food, no water, no blankets or pillows?
And if they do, can you rely on their word as to what happened to you?
Food for thought.