As you know, my raison d’être is to entertain and, on occasion, when I stumble across something I think is interesting, pass along the information to you to see if you agree with me.
Recently you told me that a uniform foundation of navy or black is not your thing and that you prefer to build on toast and olives. It’s true that depending upon our skin tones, certain colors are more flattering than others. I look terrifying in yellow and green for example.
I must say, you presented me with quite the challenge because I wanted to stay with the same criteria, i.e. linen trousers and precisely matching tops to get that perfect vertical line. I can assure you finding those magic pieces was not a piece of gateau.
It seems that whoever is in charge of making olive pants thinks that women only wear them for very casual occasions. Maybe that’s true. I imagine manufacturers don’t even buy thread without first testing their markets.
Therefore, that’s the way I put the outfits together, but I do think they have a little extra polish and I’ve always liked pink and olive together, furthermore pink is such a kind color.
Toast was slightly easier, but finding the exact top to match the pants was a bit tricky. I think I’ve accomplished the task, but if the tones are ever so slightly off, please use your imagination because the point of the uniform drill is to have that slimming straight up-and-down line.
A petit preview for the rest of the week:
- A look at happiness from the point-of-view of the French.
- More navy and black uniforms because I’m on a roll (ahem. . .)
- Ella’s new clothes.
- The announcement — I promise — of the winners from those of you who have officially followed me. You still have four more days because since I didn’t finish buying all the goodies until Saturday, I haven’t asked My-Reason-For-Living-In-France to draw the names for the moment.
- A little conversation I would like to have with you. . .
A demain, mes très, très chers amis.