Autumn in Paris

Now that November arrived, it already becomes less easy to find eccentrically or very well dressed people in Paris, mostly because they are all covered in black winter coats. That’s something very Parisian, by the way. As soon as summer is over, people change their (sometimes overly) coloured clothes against much darker items. Especially when it starts raining, the national grief about the end of those two weeks of summer, which nature gives to Paris every year, can be particularly well observed. There is no single umbrella which isn’t black, except the transparent ones which mark a new trend, and except the funny umbrellas tourists use when they’re not wearing one of those bin-bag-like raincoats. And it’s not only the dark colours which make the city look like a grieving widow, but people suddenly also start to walk with their heads down, and not only when it’s raining. And besides of being very annoying, making a slalom run through all those people who might or might not bump into you can also be very entertaining. What I personally also find very funny is when people approach till a few centimetres close until they finally see your feet and stop walking. The look they give you then, as if you were Albus Dumbledore who just appeared out of nowhere, is priceless. I have to admit that I sometimes force this situation, just for my own amusement.
But I’m getting carried away, because I actually would like to present you two styles which I like a lot.
On the first picture, you see a very good friend of mine who is wearing a cool combination of jeans and leather. Black leather jackets by the way happen to be of my favourite items, amongst others. Except for very few people, they immediately give you the coolness of James Dean. And even dorky girls like me suddenly look like some hot biker chick that could also be in some calendar for guys (except that we keep our t-shirts on, and also our pants). Usually, people combine leather jackets with jeans. My friend also does that, but she’s wearing a jeans shirt. And you don’t see that very often. That’s why I like her look.
The second picture was taken in the Marais. This girl walked by and it was a coincidence that I noticed her amazing coat. So I, crazy person as I am, started running after her, telling her to wait in French. When I finally reached her, I found out that she was American and that she wasn’t afraid of me, but that she just didn’t speak French. She also told me that she had made the coat herself.
I just love the simple elegancy of her outfit and the little golden details on her shoes and her bag that match perfectly. I’m still happy about having run after her.

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hoodies & skinny jeans

Since it suddenly became all rainy and grey outside, and since summer seems like really far away right now, I noticed that I’m starting falling back in my winter routine, where I clearly show that making me move even one step away from my wonderful heating and my warming tea mug is the most evil act you can do. So as soon as fall is setting in, I start protecting myself from the universe by wearing shapeless pullovers and hoodies. Besides the fact that I suddenly look much more dangerous and that people give me anxious looks, I also notice that my taste in fashion is changing. Or actually, it decreases to non-existent. And when I was thinking about how terrifying I look during autumn and winter, I started wondering how other girls manage it to look just perfect in big and shapeless pullovers and trousers that are full of holes while I just look as if I spent my nights standing by a bin fire. And I came to the conclusion that it’s the French touch and this funny nonchalance which has the mighty power to make French girls look good even in the simplest clothes, at least, this explanation works with the cliché. At first, this phenomenon came to my attention during my time at university. There was this girl who went to the same classes, and who was always wearing outfits that looked somehow neglected but still charming. If I had to find a famous person to who this girl could have been compared, I would say Kate Moss when she was with Pete Doherty. Boots and skinny jeans, a loose t-shirt, out-of bed hair and this fascinating allure. Funnily, this girl wasn’t even aware of having a very characteristic style and when I complimented her on her outfit, she just frowned, laughed and then said “Oh what, this? This is my sleep-t-shirt”. And what’s even funnier is that she would just put that same allure to any other outfit, and in this case, that is something very charming. Because even when she dressed up for a night out, there was still this hint of indifference which made her outfits look chic but casual and cool. She is half French, by the way. And when I came to Paris, I found out very quickly that this kind of chic negligence Is a real thing here, even though I haven’t met any girl who embodied it as perfectly as my former fellow student did.
In order to make you believe that all I just said is true at that the kind of style I just described really exists, I would like to share a photo which I took not too long ago. I really have to apologize for its bad quality, I took it in an H&M store and I think that any girl, who has ever tried some trousers on there, knows how terrible the classical H&M lights are. And what’s not very flattering for your body can’t have a much better effect on a photo. Anyway, I hope that you will still be able to see why I absolutely had to take the picture. But just to stress it: I love how easy this outfit looks, but still, it’s far from neglect. I also like the Pikachu print and the black boots which make the outfit interesting.