Monograms are the best way to make a serious statement.
Straight, simple and to the point.
Billy's Gucci train case was transformed by KCA Design.
The monogram you choose doesn't have to be your initials to say a lot about you.
The options are endless, but Billy's got a few cool ideas up his sleeve.
Monograms are in and always will be. And everyone knows Dallas is the epicenter of third wives.
Years ago, the fabulous Brooke Hortenstine offered me the opportunity to have a monthly column in PaperCity Dallas, and she titled it “Billy Fong Sez …” These provided me the opportunity to get on a soapbox and write about whatever intrigued me at the time.
I thought it would be nice to revisit some of these stories. First up? Everything monograms. It seems timely given the recent feature I did on the incredibly talented Kris Ammon and her brilliant job breathing new life into a vintage Gucci train case I’ve owned for years.
I monogram everything in sight. Perhaps this comes from too many nights staying in my preferred Highland Park bed and breakfast: my dear friend Ann Hobson’s guesthouse. As the quintessential WASP, she has emblazoned “AVH” on every single item imaginable.
I like something more interesting — a conversation starter, if you will — than the traditional three-letter monograms. For my classic L.L. Bean boat and tote bags and such, here are a few of my lettering suggestions:
I have favored putting this on my totes as well as my Brooks Brothers shirts. When I meet someone new, it often makes them look twice… exactly the purpose.
For artsy types who don’t want the world to know their top-collecting names. She travels extensively and wittily pays tribute to the famed woman on John Singer Sargent‘s canvas.
I love a delicious double entendre. With these three little letters announcing your entrance, I would know you were a girl built for fun. Perhaps you would whip out a crocodile-skin wrapped flask for a nip of Tanqueray, or a pack of Hermès playing cards for a vintage parlor game.
An homage to a style icon, Slim Keith. If only there were more Slims and Babe Paleys in the world. We know it’s a bit crass to say “skinny”— so I much prefer that a girl refer to herself as slender, frail or, in the case of a monogram, “SLIM.”
I like to call a spade a spade. If you are putting your moniker on everything, then in my book you fit this title. Out of all of my monograms, this one always gets questioned the most.
I truly feel like going out and getting a fake ID that says my name is Franklin Gregory Andrews.
THIRD or 3rd
A perfect moniker if your son happens to be the third-generational namesake. Another use could be for your wife status — we all know Dallas is the epicenter of third wives. If you have achieved this level, this monogram serves as a subtle reminder to the other girls at Brook Hollow to keep their husbands in eyesight at all times.