i limited my purchases in paris
(gotta love the exchange rate. stupid american dollar.)
but got this from the flagship.
years ago, tim and i walked through the hermes in chicago.
i had seen a recent lookbook
with a skinhead wearing a vivid purple silk scarf
as a headwrap,
(this was hermes marketing. ten years ago. brilliant.)
and wanted to see for myself.
as the woman behind the counter pulled out scarf after scarf
(anyone who has done this will tell you it is an insane experience:
the colors billowing over and over,
the SOUND of the silk unfurling, heavy, almost wet)
and talking about how men wear them all the time,
but you have to know how it eez done, non?
she showed us
seven ways to wear any one scarf,
and each way made total sense.
this trip's scarf was a similar discovery.
i asked if they had anything in blue and white,
and eventually, a flurry of dots appeared:
their prints are unrivaled.
so sophisticated, so modern, so timeless.
but she stepped back,
and i saw,
that it was josephine baker.
note, only Grr could affect ennui so perfectly.
and this is how it's worn:
not for everyone,
but you can't describe the feeling of that heavy silk.
and every time,
people come up and comment, touch, and smile.
that alone is worth it.
tim bought me seven scarves that first time.
you wonder why this year's anniversary is number seventeen?
i can be bought. ;)