I once went to Karl Lagerfeld's apartment in Paris to photograph him.  On every step  winding up to the front door, there were two Diptyque Tubereuse  candles.  By the time you got to the top you were completely intoxicated.    When I was there, I photographed Christy Turlington in Lagerfeld's formal study, up on Karl's lap with him drawing on her thigh.  That same trip I photographed Christian Lacroix making out on the sofa in their apartment with models posing all over the room, ignoring them completely.

Now more than ever we need those people of impeccable taste and exquisite style as role models. Love the conversation with Sofia Coppola and Lee Radziwill in this week's NY Times issue of T.   Love someone addressing privacy and good taste - and even manners.   Love the portraits of Sophia by Jason Schmidt, too.

If you missed it, there was a wonderful piece on Lee Radziwill ( by Sophia Coppola) this  past winter with this great video interview.

And a related post on privacy on the NY TImes Magazine 6th floor Blog - with my comments here:

I often wonder how a two year old would respond to the sea of iphones pointed at them on their birthday if they could decide what images were going to be posted. Should we be asking them permission? Is the birthday paparazzi assault fair even among friends?

Releases? Permissions? The may have some legal significance, but no real ethical meaning. The people who sign most releases have no clue what images or context they are agreeing to. Most sign away their rights before the images are even taken. Professionals in publishing protect most subjects more than they ever would know how to protect themselves. Artists have other freedoms, but no less responsibility.

These pictures are observations that respect the subject's identity. If you want privacy there are lots of shades available, or places to live in more obscurity.

This is 2013. Everything is public, and you are legally allowed to look for two seconds.