Though I’m not for picking arm candy that clashes with my wardrobe —

I’ve got set ideas about what works and what won’t, I know how to style for both pleasure and profit.

— Sometimes I’ll snag a dude that prefers Jessica Simpson to Brigette Bardot, who thinks spending five on a soy latte ridiculous, who questions why I never swap a flapper frock for just jeans.

And while variety may nicely spice life, I prefer that translating into choosing from various snakeskin clutches, into picking between four- or five- or six-inch heels, I say —

Ditch the dude, but not before I snag his Italia Independent aviator sunglasses .

Both basic and boss, at least there was one thing we agreed upon.