Jul 9 2014 | Comments
I grew up with a divine girl called Kendall Conrad. Well, let’s reword that… I didn’t actually grow up with her. I grew up in the same town she did and our families were friends.
She is younger than I am. So chronologically I grew up first. We hope. We’re not sure. I got older first, that we are sure of.
But while we were growing up, I was not paying much attention to young Kendall as she had two really hot half brothers I was far more interested in. So I paid a lot of attention to them, hoping one would pay a little bit to me.
One of them did for awhile, and then, well, you know how that goes.
I moved away and for the most part forgot about Kendall and the hot half siblings.
But then I heard she had turned into this great beauty. True. I heard that she had moved to Paris to become a model. Also true. After all shouldn’t all great beauties do that for a spell?
Then I heard she had fallen in love and married the very handsome, one time fashion designer, now successful photographer David Cameron. Also true. And that they moved back to Santa Barbara, where they set up house in the most glorious spot and raised two rather perfect girls. All true. They are still in the phase of raising the girls, still living in the glorious spot.
But, none of this really got my attention until Kendall started designing handbags that were selling at Barneys. Then I suddenly became very aware of Kendall Conrad.
I have been following her career since she started. I was so impressed that someone I knew as a little pip-squeak, who was around while I was trying to hook up with her brothers had turned into this awesome talent.
Aside from being gorgeous – and she still is. She is just sort of perfect in every way: And no, I don’t have a girl crush on her. But you know the whole handbag thing does really strike a deep chord with me.
Her style is totally her own. It derives from her love of California and the laid back style of the beach where she grew up. She has more than a bit of the artist that comes from her father the late Barnaby Conrad. Her father’s love of Spain and bullfighting seeps into her work as it has a slightly Spanish feel. But with all of that it remains classic and modern. It’s just Kendall. She is the best model for her work. The Kendall Conrad design aesthetic is totally Kendall Conrad on any given day.
On a recent trip to Santa Barbara she showed up for coffee in short shorts, the ones few can get away with. She had a grey cashmere sweater on, one of her own scarfs just kind of hanging; on her it looked just right. If I had tried it someone would have told me to tie it. On her feet were a pair of her own now iconic leather sandals. On her wrists some leather bracelets with a few brass ones mixed in. Of course on her arm was one of her own bags, well worn and worn well. With Kendall it is the kind of style that is totally effortless for her, but is much harder for others to pull off. She always looks just right.
She now has two stores in LA and one in Santa Barbara. Her name is known. Her designs classic. Her colors are muted, blacks, browns, grays, white and now blues. It’s not an accident she has developed a devoted following.
Had I known she would grow up to design bags, and accessories and on top of it all turn into one of the nicest girls I know, I would have paid far more attention to her than the brothers.
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