Today I’ve delved into my folder of disparate bits of news and nonsense that interest me and I hope will momentarily interest you. None is sufficient for a free-standing post so I collect and collect. Here then are a few of my favorites, plus a recent experience I had with a message T-shirt.
As always, to avoid awkward transition sentences, I’ll use the headline formula.
Check Out These Checkers
If I weren’t ever on the lookout for the latest and the greatest, often in the French fashion magazines, I never would have realized that white tennis shoes, or les banquettes, as the French say, are totally out, out, out.
We’ve apparently seen waaaay too much of them, whether in fabric or leather.
To remedy the “I need to be au courant and prove it,” all we have to do is switch out our whites for these snappy checkerboard Vans.
For someone like me who lives in black with the occasional addition of white, these may be what I’ve been looking for without even realizing it.
Creoles Mean Summer Is Here
Creoles are my go-to accessory almost every day. I spritz on my perfume and then I reach for my gold earrings, a gift from my daughter. (Never spray perfume on your jewelry, but you knew that.)
I’m thinking of adding more to my collection. I always like the mix of yellow gold with semi-precious stones (well, any stones to tell you the truth).
I found these, and those above, at Amy Holton Designs, simply by cruising around the Internet.
Non, Non et Non
Yesterday was la fête des mères and an absurd television news poll asked mothers what they did not wish to receive as a Mother’s Day gift.
Not surprisingly they said they would be very disappointed to open a package that contained an iron or a vacuum cleaner, but it was rather intriguing that they said they would not be happy if they were given a drone (!?). I can’t help wondering whether they thought a drone is one of those presents that the giver really buys for himself. I’m assuming the giver would be a him.
The Man Was Missing His “S”
Late Saturday afternoon as My-Reason-For-Living-In-France was picking up my weekly Sunday morning chausson aux pommes — my Dimanche matin treat — I saw a man exiting the boulangerie wearing a T-shirt that said: “The City That Never Sleep.”
Can you even imagine how much I wanted to say to him, “Pardonnez-moi monsieur, but you’re missing your “S.”
Philippe Starck Has Done It Again
The French designer who realized that creative ingenuity could be applied to the toothbrush and the lemon squeezer, now has re-thought the pedestrian flip-flop sandal. And, not only that, the price is right. They ring in at around 30 Euros.
In collaboration with Ipanema, he has, once again, managed to make the banal desirable.