I recently stumbled across this image of Iris Apfel, standing near buckets of paint in a fur coat and lighting her cigarette in a fireplace. I stopped in my tracks, admiring her nonchalance and moxie. If I wore my finery near paint and fire, I'd be a nervous wreck. But there she is, smiling away, blissfully content in the fullness of the moment. I'm not advocating that you own a fur coat or even that, if you do, you should be careless in your treatment of it. But this there are several important lessons that we can take from this charming photo.