I looooooove me a turtleneck!
Love them. Here in Paris, temperatures are slowly dropping (I’m kinda mad, but I admit the return of cool weather gives the civilized woman that I am an excuse to order tea and pistachio cake at Merci Café, so I guess I won’t complain, well, actually I will — we’re in Paris after all, but anyway…) it’s time for jackets, scarves, and turtlenecks.
Apparently in New York, the Indian summer suddenly got taken over by a hurricane so all my friends are under the covers with their boyfriends or on Tinder saying “Want to come over to my house?” “No, how about you come over here?” so I have a feeling when I get back it will be time to get the Canada Goose out and I tremble at the thought, but oh well. Everyone come to my house ok?
And here in Paris at Studio Dorépublique (we’re renting an apartment at République and it’s like being at summer camp, woohoo!)(well, actually, with all the work we have to do, let’s say it’s more like studying for exams at boarding school and inhaling coffee all together) we all love turtlenecks because they solve the mid-season problem in three seconds: they’re great under or over a shirt, they look cool under a coat (like on Caroline de Maigret, for example, the queen of cool) and they’re great by themselves too, especially when you’re wearing a piece so striking (like a red skirt made out of leather) that you don’t want to wear anything that might draw attention away from it.
Hehehe except that won’t work on me, since my eyes always wander where they aren’t supposed to ;)