In Paris, I pretty much wore only black, like everyone else in the city--usually turtlenecks and trench coats, with maybe a scarf on a cool day or for a change of pace. This made dressing very easy, although boring. Most of the year, that's all you need in Paris, and the French are conservative dressers and tend not to go for the bright wardrobe of trendy items.
Naturally, I thought I would need a whole new wardrobe in L.A., where the uniform in many parts of town is clamdiggers, empire-waisted sleeveless tops, and flipflops, all in loud prints.
But actually, where we live is near the ocean. It's chilly in the morning and evening, the house has marble floors, and the black turtlenecks still come in handy. The misty white "June gloom" has set in early and I find myself longing for a little really hot weather-- like what Paris is experiencing these days! L says I'm lucky and that it's already miserably hot in most of Los Angeles.
I grew up near LAX. I loved that cool gloom; it nearly always burned off by noon and meant that the end of the school year was on its way.
Posted by: chrissoup | 11 May 2007 at 20:08
Don't worry, Sedulia. The shops in Paris are ablaze with color lately. When you return to Parigi(not soom enough!), a bright LA wardrobe will probably fit right in. and "tongs" (flip-flops) are all the rage... not to mention les baskets.
Posted by: Polly | 14 May 2007 at 01:36