"That. hair." we thought enviously, as stylist Kate Young greeted us in the doorway of her Brooklyn home, feeling slightly transfixed by her perfectly tousled white-blonde hair. In the kind of slightly offbeat, yet completely classic all-black ensemble that's become her signature, Young welcomed us into her place, where she lives along with her husband Keith, a director at record label Mexican Summer, and their two sons. Though their home was nothing less than immaculate upon our arrival, Young copped to stashing one piece in particular prior to our arrival, "A pair of blue satin Jean Paul Gaultier pants with orange skulls all over them that I bought in Paris on my first trip there, sans parents. I hid them before you came over because they’re hideous but sentimental."
Thanks in part to her aesthetically on-point collection with Target, Young's name has kind of became a household one as of late. And along with the likes of Rachel Zoe, she's part of the breed of stylists putting the occupation on the map and into the public's general consciousness. It doesn't exactly hurt that she's responsible for the style of some of this generation's brightest acting talent, with names like Natalie Portman, Michelle Williams, Rachel Weisz, Kate Mara, Maggie Gyllenhaal among her lengthy list of clients.
Young's career has also consisted of championing up-and-coming American designers like Rodarte and Jason Wu, whose shows she has been styling since the start. "Jason and I are friends, muses to each other, conspirators, and collaborators. It’s been an incredible honor to work with him over the last three years and I’m continually inspired by him. "
As for career advice for the next gen? As Young, who got her start as an assistant to Anna Wintour (pre-Leslie Fremar we guess?), told us, "People who want to get into fashion should make sure that they have a broad education, not just fashion. Art, architecture, design, literature... you need to know more than just what the Givenchy show looks like." In other words, get off Tumblr and crack open an anthology or two. Got that, kids?