“God kissed her cheek, and behold, Audrey was born.”—Billy Wilder (from "Audrey Style")

Film star Audrey Hepburn. Even now, her name makes my heart flutter. Her slender figure, her captivating large eyes, her elegant demeanor… Of course, her outward beauty is undeniable, but I believe it’s her inner radiance that truly draws me in.


For the past few years, I’ve often reread "Audrey Style" whenever the mood strikes. It’s a biography of Audrey, told by those close to her, covering her life from childhood to her passing, including her career as an actress, her fashion sense, her romances, and her private life. It’s a delightful book to simply browse, filled with nearly 100 photographs and illustrations detailing the makeup from films like "Breakfast at Tiffany’s" and "Sabrina."



Reading through the many anecdotes, a portrait of Audrey emerges not just as an actress, but as a woman. Despite being in the glamorous world of Hollywood, she remained true to herself, unpretentious and genuine, never swayed by its trends. She wore simple fashion with her own unique flair, favored a healthy and disciplined lifestyle, and cherished her family. Surprisingly, she harbored deep insecurities, considering her own face “odd” and readily listing its perceived flaws. Her difficult experiences—her father’s disappearance, the horrors of Nazi occupation, and the hardships of wartime—also contributed to her kindness.

This book makes it clear that her charm stems from her humanity and inner depth. She was a woman who maintained her own distinct style. Her way of living, her words and actions, her fashion, her style—all are extensions of her inner self. Ah, she truly is the woman I admire.