
Truman Capote called them swans. Briton Hadden, the co-founder of Time magazine, coined the term socialite in 1928. For the social commentators of the 1960s they were the jet set. The British tabloids named them 'It' girls. And whatever 'it' is, Olivia Palermo has it in abundance. At 24, she has turned a series of photo opportunities at New York parties and charity galas into a lucrative career; her moment in the light of popping flashbulbs has become a brand-building exercise par excellence. In a few short years, she has rocketed from doe-eyed Upper East Side ingénue to international fashion figurehead.
Poised and as focused as a laser beam, she appears much older than her years, something she says she owes to surrounding herself with older friends. At the restaurant in The Standard hotel in her native New York, she orders an iced cappuccino and politely refuses food. Her face is doll-like, with huge brown eyes, dimples and perfect skin. Her outfit – and it's really her outfits that have won her hordes of young fashion-hungry fans – is so perfectly put together that even in a city like New York, where women are assiduously groomed and preened, she turns heads. She is wearing a cream shirt designed by Carine Roitfeld's husband Christian Restoin, leather shorts from Tibi, a Topshop belt, sky-high heels by Kurt Geiger and statement costume jewellery.

What her career will look like in 15 years, however, she won't say. She doesn't want to 'jinx' any upcoming projects by talking about them. But the strategy does involve acting – she plans to take classes – and designing, when the right collaboration comes along. This is the strategy of a woman who knows how to cash in on her moment and turn her beauty, ambition and love of fashion into a business.
Olivia first gained notoriety on account of her über-bitch role in the MTV reality show The City. The show was a spin-off from The Hills, which starred a young student and later Teen Vogue staffer, Lauren Conrad, and her decorative friends as they attempted to make it in LA. The more urbane sequel charted the heady life of an up-and-coming fashion designer, Whitney Port, and her interaction with New York's

'I am the furthest thing from a bitch. It's a scripted reality show,' she says of the process whereby producers set up altercations, feed lines to the stars, and reshoot scenes to emphasise conflict and drama. 'I was just playing a part. I don't like to say that it was all due to editing but I think editing does a very interesting thing.' (Not interesting enough, apparently, since plans for a third season have recently been cancelled.)
But it all really started for Olivia with society photographer Patrick McMullan, the documenter of New York nightlife. Wannabe socialites routinely scan his website, where he posts party pictures, to count how many times they've been snapped. 'Everything kind of worked out really nicely,' she says. 'Patrick took my picture [in April 2006], and my girlfriends and I were getting involved in various

From a few photo opportunities at the right parties, courtesy of McMullan, her prominence in the diary pages rose and invitations flooded in. Next, she did what all ambitious New York fashionistas do: she hired a publicist. And then there was a well-timed scandal that landed her name in the New York Post's Page Six gossip column. An anonymous website called Socialite Rank popped up in 2006 and started ranking New York's It girls, with points awarded for outfits and frequency of attendance at prestigious events. It pitted Olivia as the rival to the city's number one It girl Tinsley Mortimer, the pretty blonde daughter of a wealthy Virginia rug salesman who married into New York society (the two rivals reportedly had a run-in at a charity fashion show, where Mortimer allegedly bumped into Palermo deliberately backstage and made her lose her footing). 'Next time you think about skipping that certain gala, wearing that unknown designer, dating some weird band member, beware,' the website wrote. 'We're watching. And your ranking is on the line!'


Olivia manages to be both friendly and guarded at the same time. While she politely bats off questions about her rise to fame, her eyes light up at the subject of fashion. She gives considered, careful answers with the well-to-do diction of the Upper East Side. She doesn't base her career – or her look, for that matter – on anyone else's. 'I'm me,' she says. But she does count Rosalind Russell, the star of the 1940 film His Girl Friday, Audrey Hepburn, Humphrey Bogart and Cary Grant as her style icons. She is fronting advertising campaigns for Mango and Hogan, and is muse and collaborator to several designers including Tommy Hilfiger. She is signed to the Wilhelmina modelling agency alongside her boyfriend Johannes Huebl, Fergie from the Black Eyed Peas and Nicole Scherzinger from the Pussycat Dolls.

Of her much-applauded style, she says, 'My best, favourite outfits are things that I have put together in two seconds. When I travel to certain cities, I know what their overall look is so I can adapt. For example, in London I always know to take a leather jacket because things are more edgy. In Paris, having a blue and white striped shirt and a really elegant chiffon dress make one more at ease. Then in New York you are always a bit more polished because we are so work-driven – you just need to have that pulled-together look.'

Her parents divorced when she was still at school, so she split her time between the wealthy town of Greenwich, Connecticut, where her father lives, and the Upper East Side with her mother. She attended a school in the city for children with learning difficulties. 'When I was younger I had a learning disability,' she says. 'But I have overcome it. You get through it.' Then, in 2007, her father lost a claim for bankruptcy after it was reported he owed $2.75 million to a creditor and had been missing alimony payments. Her university education has been peripatetic; she is

She and Huebl, her German boyfriend of three years, spend more time in Europe than in New York, she says. They met through mutual friends in New York and keep up a hectic travel schedule, never going longer than seven days without seeing each other. They share an apartment in Brooklyn, and own a dog together, a Maltese called Mr Butler. In the winter months, the couple spend as much time skiing as they can and flee to Utah, Vermont and Switzerland. 'Anywhere that has a powder of snow, I am there,' she says.

Of the next 12 months, she says she is still mulling over some new fashion collaborations. 'I want to try a little bit of everything, designing is a serious focus. Acting as well. I would like to try it and I don't know how successful I will be at it. But designing and finding the right company is the next step. I look at it all and I am learning constantly from it, and it will help me with anything that I do moving forward.'
And nothing is going to stop Palermo from moving forward.
credit - Melissa Whitworth for The London Evening Standard
~Kelli at Hills Freak
~Kelli at Hills Freak
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