Look, I know you probably get this all the time, but I really like you. You're one of those people I can't ever seem to peel my eyes away from because your sense of style is so refreshing, so unique, so...not of this world. I'm sure that looking your best comes with the territory of being the editor of Japanese Vogue and has afforded you all kinds of luxuries, namely your closet consisting of 4,000 pairs of shoes, but Anna I've got to take a moment and be honest with you. I'm just going to come right out and say it: HOW OLD ARE YOU?! Seriously. I love to look at you, because I never really know what I'm going to get. Is it the Anna who is prim, pristine and looks like a fashionable 40 year old? Is it you looking better in Emilio Pucci than I ever will? Or is it the Anna in a blue sequined Balmain dress looking like a mom playing dress up? See, you never really know. Maybe if I had an idea of how old you were I could stop obsessing about it and just enjoy...you.