My love for fashion began with Seventeen magazine and my mother's sewing machine. I had a subscription at the local bookshop. The magazines were months old by the time they arrived.
My style evolution: ten years ago I was running Scotties in Wellington and as Marilyn Sainty's style made a huge impression on me, I don't think I have changed very much.
The designer that I respect the most is Dries van Noten. All women can wear his clothes. He marches to the beat of his own drum using art and historical references, and he doesn't advertise.
The most cherished item in my wardrobe is a pair of Lanvin perspex heeled shoes. I had a Cinderella moment while trapped in a moon boot for months following a car accident. I saw these beautiful shoes online and had to have them. Fortunately they did fit.
The best piece of style advice I've ever had is that style remains after fashion fades. We need to keep the cringe factor low when looking at old photos. Advice not always taken when I look back at experimental perms and XOS shoulder pads.
The most stylish city in the world is Milan. It is Italian, but northern, sophisticated and self assured... and the home of Prada.
I'm at my happiest when whizzing down a mountain on my Volkl skis or basking on a white sand beach.
My approach to beauty is more talk than action. I am hopeless at regimes and never remember to drink water. I am, however, conscientiously trialling a NZ range of skincare called Obiqo that I hope to stock at Annex.
A few favourite stylish places I love include The French Cafe: so perfect. The Ritz Paris, so opulent and you never know who you will see. Scotties, for so many beautiful things.
Collections make me feel anxious. Also having lost so much "stuff" in the Christchurch earthquakes, I prefer to walk lightly on the Earth. However, I have noticed I have a lot of bangles at the moment.