Rebecca Mead's profile of Daphne Guinness from this week's New Yorker aims to explain the nature of the heiress/fashion star's appeal. And just what it is that she does all day.
Guinness has been variously described in the press as an heiress, a muse, a socialite, a designer, and an artist, and though all these characterizations are partly accurate, non quite conveys her affect, which is that of a slightly deranged fairy invented by C.S. Lewis. Her aesthetic is often futuristic, but she also appears to have come from a bygone age when getting dressed was considered a demanding form of self-expression, rather than an opportunity to wallow in spandex-enabled comfort.
We already knew that Guinness hates being called "eccentric" — here are some other things you might learn about Guinness in the story: