This is a 10,000-mile ensemble: from L.A., New York and Paris, a veritable travelogue in my closet!
And it just looks so over-the-top, the sort of thing you might see on a runway but not on the street. Well, here it is.
The hat is from New York, from when I was invited to speak at the Talkers conference in June 2011, and we broadcast programs from the United Nations. In spite of our workload, I did manage to get in some hat shopping, including this Cecil Beaton-style number.
The coat is from our very own garment district – the place is not at all just about cheap socks and t-shirts, but with some really pretty and pretty interesting clothes.
And the shoes are from … Paris. About three years ago, my friend Kat and I happened to be there at the same time, and took a day just to walk around Paris together, doing what that wonderful word ‘’flaneur’’ describes: strolling, lounging, sauntering with no purpose but the pleasure of looking about.
We saw the Duluc Detective Agency – the one that soon thereafter would feature in “Midnight in Paris” – and not far from there, an odd little shop selling singular shoes. Not single shoes, but singular ones -- unusual, not the sort of shoes you’d find in a department store. I liked these and asked the shop owner what they were made of.
“Du poisson, madame,” he said. Fish. These shoes are made of carp! How could I not get them, knowing that? It sounded like the start of a Hans Christian Anderson fairy tale: “Once upon a time, there was a girl who had fish instead of feet.”