I'm aware that my natural assimilation during my residence in London over the years has not only drastically softened my American accent, but apparently has even given me a bit of an English one, as several New Yorkers were convinced I am from England. This came to me as a bit of a shock, especially when it never occurred to me that I would one day pass for a Brit (to the untrained ear)! It was tough and saddening, because in general I wasn't aiming for being British, I wanted to be French *insert disappointed emoji*. Yep, you've heard it here first folks, I'm a Yankee-turned-British-French-Wannabe. But seriously, what's reeeeally the attraction of being French? Is it just that 'je ne sais quoi" factor, or the overrated idea of dressing effortlessly CHIC. While lingering around that thought, I hastily pulled together some pieces that is my version of a 'chic' get up, yet still staying true to being provoking. Before I delve into the details, let me preface this by stating that it's a rare sight to see me in so much black, you'd think I was about to crash some celebrity funeral and proclaim my longing to be a goth ninja. Back to the issue... I know, I know, sporting a slanted beret does not a French-look make, but it's a start at least since I figured grasping a foot-long baguette as a clutch didn't work as well, and maybe a bit racist? Then along came the silky shirt dress with arm pit vents simply because I perspire so much I'm suprised no one nicknamed me Brad-Pitt-stains. Then some samurai-flared trows, and mid-heel sandals that French women always look so dayy-ummn good in. Finally, this incredibly impractical errr... bag that I guess I'd use to go fishing in (there's seriously no logic behind this wonderful accessory, and that's why I love it). Suis-je français maintenant?
beret AMERICAN APPAREL | shirt, bag & sandals ALEXANDER WANG | trousers CÉLINE | jewelry KISMET