I have a very dear friend George. He's a very smart fellow, lives in Monaco. He travels a lot. George likes my writing, and he said I should make a blog and write about my experiences in Paris.
So I've thought about that for a while. There are many bloggers in Paris, it seems to be a blogger's paradise, at least for a few weeks. Then they get bored with the process and flutter away although surely they must continue to eat all the cheese they were blogging about. We'll see. This blog is a bit like quitting smoking. I'm not really going to tell anyone about it, and perhaps, eventually, if I behave I'll start telling people.
We had a lovely, miserably wet morning that gave way to sunshine. There is no such thing as bad weather, just the wrong clothes. I have coats. Dozens and dozens of coats. I like coats... I am thinking a lot about hats lately, and I want a top hat, not a tall top hat, but a medium tall one. Should be hard to find, but it's on the list.
Today I went to Guerrisol for a moment. I was on my way to get fried chicken. There is indeed a fried chicken shop in Paris, and just wow. Genuine, American style, deep south satisfaction fried chicken. http://www.allchicken.fr/restaurants/1/1/paris/#.UG3gApjMgqI
I would like to pair it up with waffles and see how that flies. A Los Angeles tradition, fried chicken & waffles. Parisiennes would dig it. Well, I would dig it, and that's all that matters.
At Guerrisol I found a fake fur coat in very good condition. I didn't buy it for the coat though. I thought it was 10 euros, but at the register the lady tried to charge me 30 euros. I sweet talked the manager into giving it to me for 20 euros, such a deal! I want one of those big fluffy cossack type hats, but I don't want real animal fur. Now the fake fur in the wholesale shops is hideously expensive, 70 euros for a meter, rather outrageous, it's not downtown LA, that's for sure!
So after de-constructing, measuring and cutting and sewing my fluffy hat is nearly complete. I shall also get a muff out of this fabric, which I think shall be quite efficient here in the Paris weather. A muff with a pocket inside for goodies... It'll be the new style, you just wait and see.
I shall post a picture of the hat & muff ensemble when it's finished.
I like sewing. I have a killer sewing machine in storage in Nanterre, but no room in my Very Teeny Apartment to set it up, really. When I lived in Chicago back in the early 80's, I was so poor I couldn't afford a coat, so I made one, sewing it by hand. It cost me 5 bucks I think, it was pretty cool. But then I discovered a treasure trove of vintage coats in the thrift shops, and bought up about 10 of them. All colors, shapes and cuts in wool with gorgeous, elegant collars, huge cuffs, grand embellishments, really classic 50's and 60's stuff that no one wanted. I paid about 2 bucks for each coat. I hung on to them for a few years, dragging them to San Francisco and LA, and sold them for about 20 bucks each, quite a nice profit. Around the same time I found a vintage lace, bias cut, floor length dress... Just exquisite. Later on in LA I sold that to Souxie of Souxie & the Banshees and she wore it as her wedding dress. True story.
So this is my first full day without a cigarette in 2 years and 11 months, since the Very Bad Thing happened. It feels pretty good, doing a hypnosis thing, it should be ok. So far, money not spent on cigarettes, 6.90e. ka-ching.
love,
t
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