French Fashion, Paris And The Art of Being Chic

HOW DO FRENCH WOMEN REALLY DRESS?

Are They Actually Genetically Gifted in the Art of Chic?


Kookai Spring 2010 dress

My answer would be a resounding “YES”.

The year was 1992. It was a frigid and snowy December, so, at the spur of the moment, I chose to go to Paris for the first time. Why not? I was a footloose-and-fancy-free twenty-year-old college student on winter break. I had saved up some money too but cashed out a small amount for clothing shopping. I was bursting at the seams to immerse myself in everyday Paris street fashion and to get my hands on it for myself. I felt like Cinderella waiting for my fairy Godmother to wave her magic wand. I had visions of returning to campus, utterly transformed, into a real Parisian Fashionista.

Kookai Spring 2010 top

Still, I packed all of what I considered to be my most chic clothes because I didn’t want to stand out. In other words, I decided not to tour the city in tennis shoes, my college sweatshirt, and old holed-up sweatpants.

I had secured a host family through a friend and they met me at the airport in Paris. I was dressed up, for an American, that is.

But, when I stepped off that plane, I was utterly flabber-gasted.

Not only was I under-dressed in my black slacks and red sweater, I was really under-dressed. I didn’t have the high spiky heels that I quickly saw clacking and rushing through the airport. I didn’t have the right scarf in just the right color wrapped just so about my neck. I didn’t have the right statement jewelry. I wasn’t wearing a fitted cashmere over-coat or trench coat to complete the look. My clothes were slightly baggy rather than extremely form-fitting. I was thin at the time, but I was not “French thin”.

In short, I was OUT OF MY LEAGUE.

I was very self-conscious as I met my host-family, but they greeted me warmly nonetheless, as I verbally stumbled around in broken high-school French trying to communicate with them politely and express over-whelming gratitude for them taking me in on short notice. Luckily, the two sons spoke English fluently and seamlessly switched into English without embarrassing me. Not only were these people extremely well-dressed and thin, they had an inherent grace and subtlety that is rarely found in America.*

Kookai’s Autumn 2009 showing (look for it on sale on the net)

One of the sons took me around Paris each day. The family bought us metro passes and we saw all the sights– the Eiffel Tower, La Louvre, La Musee D’Orsay, The Tuilleries Gardens, and of course stores. Oh… the stores. Sigh…

I quickly found the chain store of my dreams. It was called Kookai– pronounced coo-K-eye. They had runway fashion at reasonably affordable prices. Heck, I could afford them on a college budget, so that must have been really affordable. Everything in the store was cut perfectly, had some stretch to it, and was tailored for slight curves. In short, I had found Parisian Fashion Nirvana. Yes, I had certainly arrived.

I stocked up on a black trench coat, fitted shirts and skirts, colored and tailored jeans, high heels, and tons of scarves and accessories. After I put on my Kookai outfit, I soon blended in with the rest of the women I saw walking down the street. And, I was no longer so deeply embarrassed over my appearance. I still wasn’t “French-thin”, but at least my clothes didn’t scream out, “OH look, an American at twelve o’clock!! Duck into your newspaper, unfiltered cigarette, and espresso!” Yes, all those chain-smoking, newspaper-reading, beret-wearing Frenchies couldn’t even spot me coming. Ah hah, I finally had my edge.

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Weirdest Looks From International Fashion Week

Ladies, I have scoured the web and come up with some of the most interesting “looks” from international fashion weekend. The photos speak for themselves…

Would anyone care to be a Doe with giant ears today…?

Designed by Unique – London Fashion Weekend



…Or how about a stag, if you’re not feeling Doe-like…

Designer “Unique” – London



Surely the Mad-Hatter shall be proud…

Andres Sarda – Madrid



But I believe the Mad-Hatter would be even more proud to see Alice sporting this “look”…

More Andres Sarda – Madrid



Umm… this one is just way to uncomfortable looking to even consider…

Andres Sarda – Madrid



But, I have to admit, I simply don’t have enough fur bras in my wardrobe…

Lydia Delgado- Madrid



Oh, dear, are we in mourning over something??? I know I am in mourning over the rising gas prices and the toll it’s taking on my wallet. And that toll precludes me from buying any new jeans this month.

Antonio Alvarado – Madrid



This was actually my favorite look and something I would consider wearing if an appropriate event should occur. I love the intricate details on the dress and hat.

Hassan Sheheryyar Yasin – Lahore, Pakistan.



But, surely, any nice girl will choose not to wear the horns…

Designer Nomi Ansari – Lahore, Pakistan.



Until next time, mes amies…

Sarah Polyakov

Baby Wearing & Bed Sharing: The Scandal of Attachment Parenting

Courtesy of www.inhabitots.com

It turns out attachment parenting isn’t scandalous at all, though some still consider it to be. In my opinion, it’s the healthiest form of parenting for a child and it’s how I am raising my second son, Daniel. But, I have still received criticism from friends and even some family members for my choice.

Consider the history of attachment parenting…

During World War Two when Americans were stationed in Okinawa, they discovered a very curious phenomenon. At the time, the people of Okinawa had no known incidence of mental health problems. Depression and anxiety disorders were unknown. This was a very happy culture, indeed. Americans took a closer look at how children were being raised, and they observed that babies were worn by mothers, and slept in mother’s beds, and were always with siblings or older family members. No one was ever alone and affection was liberally given to all children of all ages.

This observation coincided with a study by the WHO. In 1950, the World Health Organization sponsored a study called “Maternal Care and Mental Health”. This is the study which promoted the now-famous Harry Harlow to experiment with Rhesus monkeys in finding out the effects of maternal separation on infants.

The experiment went as follows:

“In Harlow’s classic experiment, two groups of baby rhesus monkeys were removed from their mothers. In the first group, a terrycloth mother provided no food, while a wire mother did, in the form of an attached baby bottle containing milk. In the second group, a terrycloth mother provided food; the wire mother did not. It was found that the young monkeys clung to the terrycloth mother whether or not it provided them with food, and that the young monkeys chose the wire surrogate only when it provided food. Whenever a frightening stimulus was brought into the cage, the monkeys ran to the cloth mother for protection and comfort, no matter which mother provided them with food.” (1)

The study continued:

“When the monkeys were placed in an unfamiliar room with their cloth surrogate, they clung to it until they felt secure enough to explore. Once they began to explore, they occasionally returned to the cloth mother for comfort. Monkeys placed in an unfamiliar room without their cloth mothers acted very differently. They froze in fear and cried, crouched down, or sucked their thumbs. Some even ran from object to object, apparently searching for the cloth mother, as they cried and screamed. Monkeys placed in this situation with their wire mothers exhibited the same behavior as the monkeys with no mother.” (1)

One of the most important findings of this study was that it contradicted the traditional advice of child-reading at the time, which was to limit physical contact with the mother. It was believed that too much physical contact between infant and mother would result in spoiled and needy children who would never find independence as autonomous beings.

It was also thought at the time that feeding was the most important factor in mother-child bonding, not physical affection. And this was also a time when formula companies were pressing mothers to formula feed and not even consider breast-feeding their infants. Breast feeding was considered vulgar by upwardly mobile society and formula was considered as the logical advance in feeding and it was also considered to be more nutritious than mother’s milk.

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Much Ado About a Mute Swan, Part 14

“We Failed Prince– The State Says Prince Cannot Have a New Mate”

“The Princess Express” by Israeli artist Kukula
I am sorry, Prince.  We have failed you– and Princess, or any Princess, for that matter, will never be coming back.
Bill sent everyone a very disappointing email.  The two senate committee heads decided that our swan bill, #6625, wouldn’t even make it out of committee for deliberation by the House.  The bill was killed right there on the Senate Committee floor and we had no say in it.

Much Ado About a Mute Swan, Part 13

“The Voice of Kindness”

Image of Russian Folklore Plate – Titled – The Voice of Kindness
Although there is a movement in many states in the United States to outlaw the keeping of Mute Swans, that in no way diminishes the swan’s lovely entanglement with story-telling and with human history, throughout various ages.

These swans can be found peppering ancient Chinese, Russian, Irish and even Japanese fairy tales and folklore. This swan has made an indelable impression on the human consciousness and experience itself.

Prince Spreads His Wings in a “Victory Stance” – Swans Do This When They’re Happy

Much Ado About A Mute Swan, Part 12

“Prince Branches Out”

PRINCE FETCHES A BRANCH IN HIS MOUTH TO PRESENT TO ME AS NESTING MATERIAL FOR MY ‘HOUSE’

Even though it’s now late February and Spring hasn’t quite yet set in, Prince is getting a hankering to court again and to hunker down with the girl of his dreams.  The days are growing longer, the morning air is more balmy than usual, and the song birds have returned.  That’s enough of a cue for Prince to try to win the affections of the swan he has set his eye on– after all he follows nature’s cues and doesn’t pay attention to mere calendars, for heavens sake!

…AND ANOTHER BRANCH

And so, Prince starts the process of searching the shallow lake bottom for twigs and other nesting materials to present as gifts to the girl he is hoping to win over.

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Much Ado About a Mute Swan, Part 11

“So What Do You Say When a Member of the Senate Committee Says They Were Viciously Attacked By a Swan?”

Swan-at-Large Attacking Anonymous Victim’s Ankle(www.panaramio.com)

My neighbor Bill was working hard with one of our state senators, Derek Kilmer, to draft a new bill to allow Sylvia Lake to obtain a new friend for Prince.  The bill number was 6625 and was slated to be heard on the first day of the new session.

Glenda, her husband Gordon, my son Daniel, and myself all carpooled down to Olympia on that Monday, armed with a picture calendar I had put together of Prince, along with various photographs and newspaper articles.  I wore one of my black corporate suits and Italian leather shoes.

We met Bill and his wife Pat outside of the senate committee room and then shuffled in to have a pre-session meeting with the senator who was sponsoring this bill.  The senator’s half-joking remark was, “I hope sponsoring this swan bill is NOT my swan song”.  We all laughed.

Several others had shown up from the neighborhood to show support.  We huddled before entering the committee room and it was decided that Bill and I would be the two people to speak before the senate committee.  We were advised not to have prepared speeches, as time would be of the essence.  The committee had many new bills to consider that day, and ours was considered ‘less important’ than the others.

At 1:45 it was our turn to speak, and I sent Glenda out of the conference room with my son Daniel.  I didn’t want a crying 15-month old interrupting the meeting.

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