I've become a bit obsessed with Bunny Mellon. I recently read the bio by Meryl Gordon, which was really good, and now I've got the coffee table books on her gardens, which are just fantastic.
Bunny was born incredibly rich and died incredibly rich, and that afforded her the ability to dictate her own path in life to some degree. However, she was very much a product of her generation, being the "Mrs" to her wealthy husband(s) and focusing on "managing a good house". Or houses, as it were.
Homes in Virginia, DC, NYC, Paris, Antigua, Cape Cod and Martha's Vineyard. The Paris apartment was the most modest of her homes and was essentially her private space, as her husband Andrew didn't visit that often. At any rate, Hubert de Givenchy kept a dedicated bedroom suite in his chateau available to Bunny at a moment's notice, in case she longed for more space in France.
To be so wealthy that you have airstrips on your estates and TWO pilots on full-time staff, so you can jump on a plane in minutes and be at your next home in an hour or so.
So, a very very bizarrely hugely privileged life.
But what I'm most intrigued by was her taste. Totally understated. High with low. Very, very comfortable. Lots of white paint. Lots of plants and flowers. Nothing too perfect. Rag rugs. Giant Rothko paintings hanging here and there. Massive amounts of myrtle topiaries!
She always said "nothing should be noticed". And it seems like she was incredibly nice, but a bit socially distant in general. Even with people she loved. She'd rather have been digging in the garden.
Here's a short piece with a few photos of her iconic garden at Oak Spring, her estate in Virginia.
Oh, and of course she designed the White House Rose Garden that Melanoma just fucked up.