No matter how hard she has tried to be the girl who has “her staples” situated, Heather inevitably hates how she feels in them. “I would rather have a weird thread wrapped around my body,” like a hundred-year-old wedding dress and shawl, the kind she dreamed of owning all her life and finally got married in. Heather’s sartorial fantasies range from imagining herself as the missing Marx Sister in something like her mustard-colored balloon pants and trapeze jacket to her favorite “Michael” (“as in ‘Jackson’”) Repetto shoe she first saw in a dream of her shopping in Paris.
When Heather feels like what she’s wearing on the outside mirrors how she feels on the inside she is at her best. Like the notes in the songs she writes, her clothes hold so much imagination that they are like individual characters, each with lives of their own. A merciless wardrobe editor, the discards are like people that she feels she has no idea how she become such good friends with, or how they ended up in her life (and closet). They get dumped. Frequently. This is not the case with her 1940s “Honeymoon suit” that she had to have, whether she was going on a honeymoon or not. Wearing the fitted, cropped jacket with jeans and a better-than-classic pair of ankle boots, Heather confides she feels bad for people who can’t find that kind of joy in their clothes.
Her Dad’s impeccable taste rubbed off on Heather when she was just a kid and in what she calls her “I Am Orphan Annie” daydream. His insistence that she learn a Beatles song once a week every week taught her how to compose pop music and paid her rent in his house and figuring out what she wanted to do. Her dad traveled the world with his rock band, bringing back kimonos, Dries, and Yohji. In better-than-Westwood sturdy, strappy two-toned boots that the cobbler wore, a floor-length Victorian skirt and vintage Tahari striped shirt, Heather is in her “day off from the circus” look, though being a 4th generation musician is far from the hard knock life she led as a kid, “hanging” out with Annie. “When I was twenty, I just started writing songs. It just started coming out of me, really easily, and it felt right. I was just, like, ‘This is what I’m supposed to do.”