Ever since Coco Chanel made it cool to look like a gondolier I’ve been collecting Breton or mariner shirts. A fashion editor in one of my favorite magazines once wrote that women over the age of 30 should stop wearing stripes, especially the horizontal kind. I was past 30 when I read that and stored it in the back of my fashion brain, but look…
…so basically, (a) I don’t really listen to advice, and (b) I just can’t seem to get over tuxedo or mariner shirts. Luckily the fashion gods agree with me about the latter this spring/summer. The nautical striped shirts are everywhere you look, at all price points.
And since my entry started with a reference to my favorite French designer, just for fun, the title for today’s FIMTSO episode is Une Semaine à Paris (a week in Paris). It is a capsule of how I would pack around one key item for a trip that involves business and play and multiple weather possibilities.
Test Item: KORS by Michael Kors black/white mariner lightweight pullover sweater.
Look 1: Since the fantasy here involves Paris, let’s bring out the good stuff. For a business meeting I would pair the top with the Chanel wool tweed skirt from their 09 Moscou Paris collection. Black patent Manolos finish the look.
Look 2: That skirt comes with a matching jacket and if I needed to, I would wear it with the look above. But let’s say my meeting spills over into dinner and I want to not look so Nancy-Reagan-formal–I’d swap out the skirt for a pair of black 7 For All Mankind skinny jeans. But since we are in Paris, I’d keep the heels for dinner (for some reason my French sounds better when I am tottering in cute shoes!):
Look 3: Let’s say on the third day of my trip Karl Lagerfeld announces to the world that I am his latest muse and must immediately make my way to 31 rue cambon before my fantasy expires. After I recover from my fainting spell, I consider putting on my Chanel ballgown, but no, I’m here to represent the All-American casual look. So I’d slip the top under the 09A black tweed tunic and pair it with a pair of white palazzo pants. White palazzo pants? Pourquoi pas? I’m sure to wear my high heels (see what I wrote above) and red classic flap just to add a pop of color:
Errr, if I had four minutes of face time with KL, why would I be wearing a shirt that I’d already worn two days in a row already? Because, dear readers, in one’s fantasy there’s no room for logic or common sense. But anyway…let’s continue with this episode, shall we?
Look 4: On the last day of my week I spend the morning at the musée Picasso followed by an afternoon in old book stores. Sigh, the idea of this is making me drool already. I’d want to dress comfortably so all I need with the top is a pair of my Ann Taylor Loft denim sailor pants. Sidebar: can you believe I only paid $18 for these white jeans? And yes, Imelda here did buy two pairs. An Alexander McQueen chiffon scarf completes my look; I’d probably wear some black sandals or white leather Converse sneakers:
Look 5: If for any reason Paris is chilly and hazy on my trip, I’d forgo the white pants in Look 4 for Hudson jeans instead. My 07A peacoat rounds out my nautical theme. And the red flap is still appropriate for work or play (though I would not wear the red purse with the red suit above):
So this episode begs the question…just what exactly would I wear to meet Kaiser Karl? Maybe we can visit that scenario in a future blog entry. I welcome all suggestions!
Tags: 31 rue cambon, 7 For All Mankind, Ann Taylor, Breton, Coco Chanel, Karl Lagerfeld, mariner shirt, McQueen, Paris
If and when you think about fairy tales, do you imagine it to look like Vianden (Veianen)?
Actually, my fairy tale looks more like 31 rue cambon, but for today let’s just say it should be this charming commune in northeastern Luxembourg.
As I amble through this cobblestoned town that dates back to the medieval ages,
there’s some sort of pre-festivities buzz going on from the Veinen voll Musik (music festival) and every so often I’d spot someone breaking out in song–in this case this gentleman is singing a melodic, traditional song in Luxembourgish:
There are signs of musical performances everywhere…
In the middle of the town center there’s also a mini food fest,
accompanied by this ensemble that’s playing You Are My Sunshine…
while I order frites from these ladies who stand ready to make customers fresh batches:
By the time I sit down to eat my fries, the band breaks into some Louis Armstrong song. But let’s get back to this business of fairy tales, shall we?
Certainly the Vianden Castle is one of the most impressive castles I’ve seen,
but c’mon now, do fairy tales exist? The jury’s still out on that, but on this warm afternoon, as a commoner I have to say my happily ever after is found right here:
Pretty soon my pants won’t fit me if I eat my way through Europe at this rate 
Tags: 31 rue cambon, frites, Luxembourg, Veianen, Veinen voll Musik, Vianden, Vianden Castle
