I miss being in Paris for Bastille Day! There was a three-year stretch when we were there. MrB and I were hoping to go revive our tradition and go this year, but we didn’t get ourselves organized in time. I’m looking at some throwback outfit/style photos instead.
I keep forgetting that my hair was this short in 2009.
What Wendy Wore in Paris in 2009
Dress: Francis (2009)
Shoes: Prada (1990s)
In 2010, I wore a tricolor Alexander McQueen dress to pose with MrB and our friend Tom. The hotel gave us two tricolor rosettes, which I pinned them on MrB and Tom.
What Wendy Wore in Paris in 2010
Tricolor dress: Alexander McQueen (2010)
Necklace: My own Cleopatra design
I wore that same McQueen dress in 2011, when we celebrated on a boat on the Seine, but it didn’t feature in my favorite photo from that day.
What Wendy Wore in Paris in 2011
Sunglasses: Prada (2011)
Necklace: My own Mia scent locket design
Trench jacket: Zang Toi (probably 2011)
UPDATED NOTE: After I wrote this, but before I posted it, there was a horrific attack on a Bastille Day crowd in Nice, killing as many as 80 people. So much sad news these days.
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Sigh. I do love Paris. I feel sad about basically everything in the world right now. I’m getting afraid to look at the paper. It gets hard to look on the bright side. I will say tho, your blog redesign is really great. It’s so much better on the phone now. And it’s a beautiful day here in WA. I’ll just have to enjoy it for those who can’t. And I’ll be kind to others. That’s what I can do for now.
I’m missing the days before 24-hour news, when it was harder to find out the full story so quickly. The immediacy of all the reports makes it seem more horrible somehow :-/
I think I told you about the Bastile Day parties I was forced to attend in university? The professor of my French Revolution course was nuts, but loved Bastile Day. When we signed up for courses in April, we were given notes about dressing for the mandatory Bastile Day party. We needed costumes. I thought it was a joke but I met a girl taking the same course and she was busy sewing a Marie Antoinette dress. Seems there was a rule of one person to one costume to avoid 5 Marie Antoinettes. I ended up being Robespierre. As God is my witness, I had to act out the role of Robespierre that day. We were GRADED on our costumes, authentiicy, and how well we knew our parts. We drank the appropriate beverages and food, and then killed the king and queen. And we had to do it the next year. I should have majored in Canadian History. 😛
That crazy story makes me feel like I’m on drugs! LMAO!
yes, I know that feeling! I had to put my sad sewing skills to work to make my costume. I looked like a slob but so did Robespierre most of the time. Idiot professor! I consider myself an early LARPer/
Love it!
Beautiful pictures as usual! xx