In the early 1980s, after years of declining enthusiasm, the tradition at the East Hinsdale State Correctional Facility for Women of offering death row inmates a sumptuous last meal was put to rest. Any appetite for food of any kind was, over time, replaced with a gnawing hunger for high fashion. Four-course final feasts consisting of surf 'n' turf, macaroni and cheese, chicken Caesar salad from Applebee's, and crème brulee, gave way to vintage Dior and Givenchy, all manner of Chanel, and, in the case of one murderess who only ever knew home-sewn frocks, "anything from Old Navy."