Today I fly to Paris for 2 very short, very busy days (as usual), then on to Morocco; Tangier (as usual), Casablanca (the 1st time in 30 years) and Marrakesh (it's the perfect season). Why?
It is my relatively regular short opportunity to heal my needy heart: I see... what am I saying?, I embrace, kiss, look at, listen to, and really only very reluctantly let my 3 Paris children go to work , if they must...(Kevin, do you really have to live as far as Australia?)
no,no,no, not THAT one...
not that one either...
This time it is a week long working trip. I'll reveal what we will be working on later. Much too early at this point.
I have a few mini posts lined up to be published when I am away. Hope you like them.
The restrained color palette on a backdrop of creamy white, the tightly edited objects and furnishings, the contrast between small and gigantic, classic and dramatically modern and hot and cold tones, the 1940's vibe, the apparent comfort.
Today in Australia it is already my beautiful little Kevin's birthday
Well, in fact, he will be celebrating in Bali.
When I took this picture a little under 30 years ago, I had no idea what he would become 30 years hence; well...I had an idea; with a smile like that, I knew it was going to be all good, for us and for him.
My motherly instincts did not betray me. He is all good and so much more.
Happy Birthday my cuddly little Kevin who became big, and tall, and cute, and kind and talented and a devil at making everyone melt- "fondre" as we say in French- and the list could go on and on. I know, I am your mother... You know I always tell the truth, even on the internet.
All right, after my sartorial yearning for pale shades this winter, I am also wanting to wear chiffon. For daytime. I can wear a coordinated tank top underneath, a fine sweater or an easy jacket on top; it works from morning to night, if I don't go crazy on the froufrou (even though even then, I can dress it down with a very simple cardigan and wool pants or skirt and a soft scarf. Yes, always the scarves...
A chiffon blouse with a scarf detail is a little more "formal", I would say, but right on this winter.
To finish off a chiffon style for day, I would choose a very light and airy scarf of the sheerest silk or even wool chiffon.
Burberry's and Issey Miyake
Tomorrow, my last must have for winter. This one comes with a challenging choice...
I have been feeling like wearing pale powdery colors lately. From whites to pale grays, maybe a touch of very light lavender and even some hardly there blush shades; any slightly tinted cream, any ethereal misty blue will catch my eye every time.
Maybe its a wish for softness before the hard dark winter? a change from the brights of summer? a continuation after the nudes of spring?
It's not as if this last weekend was anything resembling winter. No, no, quite the contrary; it was delightfully, EXACTLY like a very warm spring day.
An unexpected very welcome gift of an Indian summer from Mother Nature.
So maybe that's where this yearning for barely colored tones comes from: the gentleness of the weather.
Do you feel the same way?
I'll tell you my other latest fashion whim, tomorrow.