Paris-Fashion and Food

Perhaps the place to start is the color and I do mean "the" color- black, black did I mention black?  Of course, I had done alot of research for the trip and was aware that there was going to be a preponderance of black, if one wanted to add a splash of color, then buy a scarf here, don't pack stuff that would make you scream tourist by just standing on the street.  There was so much black it almost reminded me of a trip to China many years ago and there were millions of dark haired people with black clothing, almost like a uniform.  Well, of course the clothing is beautifully cut in Paris and could hardly be thought of as a uniform, but then when something is de rigueur does it ever run the risk of being uniform because it is so common?

There are three more words to add to the Paris fashion scene; boots (very good boots of all heights, heels, colors, well not all colors); scarves (oooh la la do they take their scarves seriously men and women), leggings (well this for the benefit of briefness let's consider leggings as also hosiery, tights, skinny tight pants almost always black).  Ifmadame/mademoiselle wore leggings they were paired with a tunic or mini skirt.  I don't remember a single ensemble that wasn't beautifully pulled together from head to toe.

.Men however are much more likely to have on Docker-like or jeans in jewel tones, yes green, red, bright yellow.  Saw some men in velvet trousers, navy blue velvet,  one gentleman had a pair of royal purple velvet trousers, beautifully tailored he walked much too fast to get a picture, intriguing to say the least. Oh yes I forgot about corduroy...really does anyone wear corduroy anymore?   I try to think of the conversation that it would take to get hubby into a pair of colorful corduroy trousers....nope, that's not happening.

 It should also probably be said that simply NO ONE wore clothing that was not body appropriate to them.  NO ONE flashed underwear of any kind, belly rolls, cracks hopefully you know what I mean etc.  However that being said it is the city of 'love' so of course there were several couples that I thought shouldn't they just get a room!  One such couple sat next to us at dinner, the tables are very close, let's just say that kind of smacking would be rude if only food was involved. Really, it was rude, time and place people, time and place.

And now before I sleep tonight let me fondly say that it is not possible to get a bad meal, snack, dessert.  Parisiennes walk alot and they walk fast, which is good because the food is magnifique.  The hot chocolate is the best I have ever had in the world, the delicious crusty baguettes which citizens looked like they bought daily so many were carrying them under their arms as they rushed home.  We even had game foie gras, something that I would never do in the US, don't even want to ponder how it is made.  It is oyster season and we love them so, but of course they had to be sampled.  Cheeses paired with wines (lots of wine it is France afterall), wonderfully yummy desserts with coffee (hubby says the coffee is very good, I don't have a taste for it no matter where we are). 

Probably, breakfast was our favorite because the little fuzzy one got to sit next to us in a chair observing great puppy manners and watching, she seems to always understand what her humans are doing.  Enjoy the pictures we enjoyed gathering them.  We are off to Italy in the morning, and the little fuzzy one now has her European Pet Passport.  Bon soir Paris.