

On Twitter, her hair was singled out as a “tell”-“ anyone rich enough to live in a hotel has perfect hair no matter the weather or season”-but what does her clothing tell us? She didn’t look like her outfit cost a million bucks-and that’s why she looked like she had a million bucks.īoth of the recent Delvey exposes-one in New York magazine and the other in Vanity Fair-attempt to grapple with the inability of the New York party circuit (not to mention several banks) to sniff out her fraudulent background until it was too late. The accessories name-checked by one of her victims, Vanity Fair staffer Rachel Williams, read more like a checklist of best-selling luxury items than an expression of personal taste: Cèline sunglasses, Rimowa suitcases, Gucci sandals. Like the maybe-Alaïa dress, the purple dress looks like it might be Marc Jacobs, and the flats are perhaps Lanvin, but they’re so flippantly worn that they might be H&M. She wears the rich girl staple: a shrunken black leather jacket, which looks like a poorly cared for Rick Owens, worn over everything from a purple satin dress covered in black tulle to a creamy pink a-line shift and black bow flats. There’s a silk orange sleeveless dress with an empire waist in 2014 ( very 2014-can’t you see one of Blair Waldorf’s little minions spying on Chuck in this dress?). There’s a tight black dress at a 2013 Paris fashion week party, with intricate lace panels that suggest it’s Alaïa, but worn with a misguided gray clutch and well-worn sparkly heels. In a handful of photos on BFA, Delvey appears in the simple and safe clothing that people usually buy out of insecurity at Intermix. But she was “usually wearing a Supreme brand hoodie, workout pants, and sneakers,” and her hotel room, New York reported, was overflowing with bags from Supreme and Acne-not exactly New York’s best-kept secrets.
