A Flair for Style
At home with the county’s top fashion maven.
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Mary Jane Denzer with Bodhi, her six-year-old papillon, who accompanies her everywhere
Mary Jane Denzer’s eponymous women’s clothing store in White Plains sells high-end fashions by designers ranging from Carolina Herrera to Christian Dior. The architect who designed her chic shop also designed her penthouse apartment nearby, where she’s lived since moving from Greenwich, Connecticut, in 1997. In her stylish home with its serene cream, stone, and taupe color scheme, Denzer shared some of her most treasured possessions.
|Perfect Couple |
These figurines, one man and one woman, were given to Denzer by a French designer who owns a shop in Aix en Provence. Before arriving in France, they traveled from Jawa to Bali, Indonesia. “Traditionally, they presided over weddings to make sure everyone had good luck. I love them dearly.”
|Let There Be Light|
Created especially for the apartment, this chandelier is hand-painted on pure silk and hangs from silk cords. “It’s as light as a feather.”
Denzer and her late husband, Alan, bought this box, inlaid with ivory and silver and lined in leather, at a souk in Morocco, where they stopped in 1998 on their way to Paris. “We loved it when we saw it,” she says. “We had to bargain like crazy to get it, but, fortunately, my husband was pretty good at that.”
|Beyond the Gate|
This original Edouard Vuillard oil painting, titled Gate of Stephane Mallarme’s House, was created in 1892 and was acquired from a Paris art gallery owned by Denzer’s husband’s stepfather. “It’s a rare and wonderful piece, and every time I look at it I wonder what’s behind the gate,” Denzer says. “The gate is closed, and the mystery is always there.”
|Time Keeper |
“An antiques dealer searched for ten years to find this,” Denzer says of the George III grandfather clock that graces her entryway, chimes every hour, and must be wound by hand every week. The piece, unusual because of the floral pattern on its face, is special to everyone in Denzer’s family. “It’s like my grandpa,” she says.