A sure sign that you've lost your blogging mojo is when you can't even remember your blog's access password.
So I went to Paris and it was fabulous. But before I show you all my pretty pictures, I thought I would share with you the most important bit I learned on my trip. And that is: how not to dress for Paris.
The French ‘météo’ said the week would be warm and cold, rainy and sunny. I’m a terrible packer to begin with but this was no help at all. I was clever to bring a hip trench coat, fitted and belted, bought for the occasion at the Gap (a wild fashion move for me. When you’re used to target brand clothing, gap clothing makes you feel senselessly extravagant.)
Remember that line they say constantly in Woody Allen’s Midnight in Paris: ‘Paris is so much more beautiful in the rain’ ? Well I can’t say if it is more beautiful. But I can guarantee that it’s a great deal wetter. Over the course of 20 years in Southern California I must have acquired a romanticized vision of rain. I thought, no sweat. I can handle rain and a temperature in the 50s. I am a born Parisian after all.
Wrong! I cannot! Not with that kind of rain, and not with that kind of wind.
Within an hour of Day 1, my boots were drenched, my socks were wet, and I found out that my too long wide-legged jeans made for a terrific sponge. The fabric being stretchy (for comfort) my pants became heavier and heavier as I walked, and as it absorbed more gutter water. At the point of saturation they began an irrepressible downward motion. Soon it felt like my undies were being pull down with it something awful. So for the rest of the day, as I walked through Paris, I had to constantly pull my jeans up. Not easy to do when you’re wearing a raincoat that’s tied at the waist. Well, easy enough but definitely not the French Chic I was going for. I was cold. I looked like a chien mouillé. I was miserable.
By day two, I was prepared. The jeans were painfully constricted into the boots, and I had layered every sweater I had brought under the tight- fitted raincoat. The choice being to be ridiculously sausaged or frozen solid, I chose what they call in France the ‘saucisse’ look.
Because they don’t make windshield wipers for eyeglasses, ( had forgotten all about glasses and rain!) I bought a cheap umbrella at Monoprix. It was too cheap. It did not even last the week, what with being overturned by a new violent gust of wind every minute or so. My hair, which is used to the zero percent humidity of Southern California regressed to its primordial kink.
And here you have it; my attempt at looking dignified and fashionable in Paris, the wishful before and the unfortunately after.
Things got better, much better from there (though the weather continued to suck) and I'll post images in the next few days. If I can remember my password next time.




















Oh dear! Your drawing of the "reality" is priceless. So much that romantic vision of Paris in the rain.
Posted by: Chez Loulou | May 11, 2012 at 10:27 PM
Oh God....I laughed sooo much!!! Thank you and have a wonderful weekend!
Posted by: eleanna | May 12, 2012 at 01:34 AM
very funny...love the cartoon.
Posted by: sukey | May 12, 2012 at 07:21 AM
Love it! Often I am shocked when I catch a glimpse of The Reality - in a mirror or shop window ;-)
Posted by: Freshly Found | May 12, 2012 at 10:20 AM
You crack me up Corine (LOVE your sketch!)... Yes, rain is such a conundrum for us Californians! I'm going to Europe in June and so afraid it might rain. How to dress for warm weather rain? A sundress and wellies? And, I'm glad to see I'm not the only one who's been unplugged and forgot her password! So excited for your cookbook but I have no E reader. My husband actually gave me an ipad for xmas last year and I returned it.....silly me! Can I download it onto my husbands ipad or only Kindle?
Posted by: Penny Herring | May 13, 2012 at 10:00 PM
I think this might be how I look in Paris every day. =) I think the wide leg wetness issue is why skinny jeans came back in style!
Posted by: Mommaexpat | May 16, 2012 at 07:14 AM
My favorite detail is the cute purse which no longer fit under the thick armpit. I feel your pain.
Posted by: Isabelle | May 17, 2012 at 06:23 PM
I really enjoyed reading this post! The sketch on how to not dress in paris was absolutely adorable and so true when it comes to the rain!
Posted by: Anne Touraine | June 11, 2012 at 10:43 AM
So funny! Even funnier that that was me 2 years ago in April, right down to supposedly not minding a bit of cold and rain! The sketches were great.
Posted by: Louise Gordon | June 21, 2012 at 04:04 AM
this is funny as hell
Posted by: Rose :: Fine Craft Guild .com | June 22, 2012 at 05:33 PM
so funny!!!
Posted by: alicia | June 25, 2012 at 02:49 PM
Good day! In this post did you base on any researches or these are fully your own reflections? Thank you very much in advance for your reply.
Posted by: PassionistaForLife Blog | December 18, 2012 at 05:01 AM