When I first got here, I was like, “oh my god, everyone is so chic, I will never be able to blend in.” And I haven’t! It was so impressive initially, the level of put-togetherness. Every outfit is so clean and structured and…conservative.
I’m bored with it! I miss dressing stupid on purpose! I miss my friends and the array of textures and unique pieces they thrift and alter in ways so much more creative and outlandish than anything I’ve seen. Everything here that is different follows a very clear set of rules and it just feels so limiting.
The tailoring is impeccable, the fabrics are high quality, and everyone is so fucking skinny that it’s just a constant question of “is this stylish or are they thin?” and I am just so over it. The most I’ve felt like myself was wearing shorts in a metro station eating tandoori chicken wings with my leg hair out. I like wearing my Birks with socks and I don’t care if it makes me look dumb next to yet another impossibly gorgeous woman in a fabulous monochromatic suit look.
I am a tacky bitch (obviously) and I miss my fellow tacky bitches. I miss wearing a hot pink sequined dress that is maybe just a bit too tight to the grimiest bar in town. I miss my patchwork hippie pants and shirts for bands like Dayglow Abortion, featuring vampire Ronald and Nancy Reagan eating a baby covered in steak sauce. I’m sick of this uniformity and commitment to such a perfectly curated aesthetic, even though I can appreciate the effort and quality that goes into it.
Getting side eye from the Printemps employees for daring to sample Le Labo perfumes in the hoodie/shorts/socks/sandals combo made me feel alive today.
I will say that I do appreciate the men’s fashion a lot. I have seen so much more stylistic diversity among the guys here and that has given me a lot of ideas to work with when I am home again. I usually stick to women’s clothes because there’s so much more variety, but the men here are showing me new dimensions to it! Also, everyone wears so much jewelry, and I will be improving my accessorizing game as a result of this.
I like to dress preppy frequently! But I also like having the option to wear something ridiculous and poorly thought out. I am not a clean, structured, conservative person. I am a sprawling mess of a person and I would like to convey that sometimes through the things I wear, and I am kicking myself for not packing to have that choice this month. It’s all linen pants that are too big now and cheap crop tops. Boring. It’s all boring.
Anyways, I don’t have any good street fashion photos or pictures of myself that would align with this topic, so here are some things I thought were cool this week!



I’ve noticed this too! Fashion seems to be less of a way to communicate your vibes here (idk how else to put it)
it’s just so uniform!