that made me think more about dressing well and the impact it has on our days. By some huge stroke of luck, the woman from whom I rented a room in Paris had a French vintage clothing store in the apartment. She was a bit of a collector and need to clean out her collection.
So I went shopping in my apartment -- and for 5-10 Euros picked up some French vintage clothes. French are subtle- classic French clothes look effortless and yet are striking. Paris was surprisingly cool that week (65 in June!!) so I needed the clothes anyway.
I put on some classic French dress and went about my day.
Shopping for Chagall on Faubourg St. Honoré
On my way to meet a friend, I found myself on Rue Faubourg St. Honoré -- the high fashion street in Paris (what Rue de Rivoli used to be). Early for my lunch date, I strolled into an art gallery. A young woman wear stunning billowy silk yellow pants and a silk white top welcomed me.
After I walked around for 5 minutes, she offered to take me upstairs. She showed me the collection and we began discussing a Chagall they had for sale.
Of course clothes aren't everything. Picking one's nose kind of negates a nice blouse and being rude always looks ugly...but it got me to thinking. If I was about to buy a Chagall today...what dress would I wear?
Sarah Federman, PhD
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