There is one thing I share with Gwyneth Paltrow, and that is a desire to pass along certain prized wardrobe pieces to my daughter. While Apple will inherit lots of little Balenciaga, my kid will get plenty of Daryl K. It’s not as if I planned any kind of label concentration. It’s just that whenever I am within walking distance of Ms. Kerrigan’s Bond Street store, a magnetic force pulls me in and I am perfectly happy about the powerlessness of it all. So it was Friday afternoon, when I learned I need leather leggings, and specifically Daryl K’s perfect pair. But with preschool tuition looming, I balked at the price. The pull-on pants have occupied a major piece of my brain’s real estate ever since.

Credit: Daryl K. $1,200. www.darylk.com.

How great is it when Vogue’s usual dumbness produces prized results on the right correct side of humankind? With Vogue in October Obama-load — there are stories on Obama advisor Valerie Jarrett and Runway to Change, plus Barack is fronting Mogue — Anna Wintour makes a reach for fair-and-balanced political-fashion reportage and … turns up three low-level socialites who could stunt-double for a young Cindy McCain. So, what’s their groundbreaking contribution to the political-fashion landscape? Campaign buttons!