As Susie and I were walking along Boulevard St. Germain today,I saw a man dressed in white linen slacks and a white linen shirt with a collar that I have always called a Nehru collar, the entire outfit accented with a colorful scarf. I thought, "That would be a good look for me," so off I went to BHV Homme to see whether they could outfit me. My French is shaky, but I was able to ask a saleslady about a chemise with a col Nehru. She looked mystified. Finally, I managed to convey what I meant, and she said, "Ah, bien sure, un col Mao." Apparently in Paris, Mao trumps Nehru. So much for the Unaligned Third World.
After all of that, they didn't have one.
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But are your readers prepared for your "new look"!!!!!!
I cannot be a slave to expectations. I must follow my muse.
If you're looking to try a good restaurant in Paris, the Times reviewed the best places to get steak frites in the city: http://travel.nytimes.com/2007/04/29/travel/29Choice.html
Here's the corrected link: http://tiny.cc/vh4la
un col Mao
Just so long as they didn't fit you for the matching cap!
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