Over 80 and almost blind, Diana Vreeland was wheeled around a forthcoming costume exhibition at the Metropolitan Museum, issuing instructions all along the way about hats, shoes, lights and mannequins. She seemed, recalled the writer Andrew Solomon,
an impossible old lady who couldn’t let go of her control and who was making everyone’s lives miserable for no good reason.
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