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“Proust knew the importance of fashion; his books are littered with references to clothing and the sartorial zeitgeist. So did Virginia Woolf, in whose prose clothes take on a life of their own.”

So writes Harriet Walker in “It doesn’t take a genius to admire a Balenciaga coat” on the Belfast Telegraph website. In the piece, she makes the case that having an interest in fashion doesn’t make one a dunce.

Woolf, of course, was anything but. And as many scholars have documented, she had a definite interest in fashion, as well as massive insecurities about it. Catherine Gregg covers the topic in Virginia Woolf and ‘Dress Mania’: ‘the eternal and insoluble question of clothes’, published this year by Cecil Woolf Publishers.

And fashion designers, as well as others, have not been slow to make a connection between their own designs and Woolf. One New York style newcomer even tied a silk scarf around a worn copy of Woolf’s A Room of One’s Own and sent it as a stylish invitation to her fall 2008 fashion show.

For examples of other designers who used Woolf as inspiration, take a look at the following posts on Blogging Woolf:

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Still in the thralls of this year’s Conference on Virginia Woolf, which ended just three days ago, I have two anecdotes to share.

Both connect to Catherine Hollis, author of Leslie Stephen as Mountaineer: ‘Where does Mont Blanc end, and where do I begin?’, one of four Bloomsbury Heritage monographs published by Cecil Woolf Publishers this spring.

Here is the first. On the morning of the second day of the conference, I was sitting in the Fairfield Inn lobby sipping the truly bad coffee and trying to wake up.

Vara Neverow sat down to chat with me, and soon afterward, Catherine joined us. I had never met Catherine, but as soon as Vara mentioned Catherine’s penchant for mountain climbing, my still sleepy ears perked up.

“You’re the mountaineer,” I cried. “You’re Catherine. Hollis.”

“Yes,” she answered. “Who are you?”

“I’m weather,” I replied. And she immediately knew what I meant.

Of course, that sent us all into gales of laughter. No pun intended. And we told and retold that little story throughout the conference. But just in case any of you missed hearing it, I have repeated it here.

Now for the second tale, which Catherine shared with me today via e-mail. I will leave the telling to one of the participants, Catherine Gregg, author of Virginia Woolf and ‘Dress Mania’: ‘the eternal and insoluble question of clothes’, another of the monographs introduced by Cecil at the June conference.

Catherine has posted the story on the Bookslut blog, so I’ll just give you a teaser. Her tale involves a ratty dressing gown, a parcel of books, a bottle of wine and Cecil Woolf. Read on.

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