They have no fear, they're not insecure, they've got it all worked out. For them it's not about trends or the ins and outs of the fickle world of fashion as dictated by magazines and the buzz about the latest and the greatest. It's about their individuality. The way they dress is an extension of their personalities.
French women discover -- many at a tender age -- their singular style, it's all about them, they don't wish to look like everyone else. They don't need to prove they recognize the new dictates. As the years pass, they add, eliminate, perfect and fine-tune.
Dressing is an extension of who they are, what pleases them, what amuses them and they hope at the same time gives pleasure to those who appreciate their efforts -- whether they know their admirers or not.
Basically, that's the thesis of this blog: To prove French women, particularly those who face perhaps more challenges as they pass out of their 30s, never fail to turn heads with their creative flair, respect for themselves (and others) and their fashion finesse.
Individualism, personal expression, an extension of who I am and what pleases me and I hope pleases others. That's the bottom line for them.
If my DIY/I'm-Not-A-Photographer pictures demonstrate anything, I hope it's their spirit of independence and how they use clothes and accessories to communicate their message to those who take the time to savor their unique savoir-faire.
Question of the week: Who is that red-haired woman dashing down the Rue de Rivoli? Could it be (?) the mysterious Une Femme?