Jan 15 -
Fickle observations on the fashion #3
This past Wednesday was the official start of the sale season here in Paris. Apparently it’s actually illegal to mark things down before the official start of the sales. There are ads everywhere and while I’ve seen claws come out in North American department stores, the French not only have claws, but strategies…
This ‘event’ (if you can call it one,) had me both curious and afraid. Legitimate reactions considering. But instead of braving the masses, I offered to help the boyfriend out by running and errand for him at Marché Saint Pierre.
Ten minutes later I was surrounded by patterns, threads and so many colors. My mind was firing in all directions but I was mainly ruminating over this tidbit about the boyfriend that I hadn’t been privy to until now…
Yes, the boyfriend knows how to sew. He knows how to trace patterns, and create garments, bags, you name it… No matter I’m only finding this out now. He’s going to teach me! Take that angry crowds, and ‘low’ prices. I’m going to do it myself.
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