09 15, 2009 10:30 AM

The Orphan Age

ART IN RESIDENCE

The look on their faces was anything but pretty. Of feminine frocks and sweet details, they knew not. This was Rag & Bone, after all. Mushroom shades; nude, matte lips; and only the faintest trace of mascara would be allowed. Revlon Headmistress Gucci Westman streaked a thin gold line across their lids. Lighten up, she told them.

Army parkas, tailored blazers, and mussed tresses told a cold, tousled story. But it was the drop-crotch long johns that begged for our attention.

Please, sir, may we have some more?