Okay, wearing a coat that looks like hideous motel wallpaper from the 1970s is bad enough, but combining it with that scruffy little backpack? This lady has reached a certain age - an age when one should not only own a nice handbag, but one should use such a handbag, rather than carting around a backpack that even a penniless student would be embarrassed about. Not to mention the white boots - I mean, really: white boots? Madame, the last person I saw wearing such a thing was a hooker on the rue St Denis, and her boots were a lot cuter than yours.
Showing posts with label rue St Denis. Show all posts
Showing posts with label rue St Denis. Show all posts
Tuesday, April 19, 2011
Saturday, June 12, 2010
Miss K goes to Hookerville (Part 2)
Miss A doesn't live too far from me, about 30 minutes walk, but it's a bit of a different world from my terribly chic and genteel (and somewhat dull) neighbourhood. She lives near the rue St Denis, which, as I have previously posted about (Miss K goes to Hookerville), is the street you want to go to if you are in the market for a certain type of female company. There are lots of these ladies around that area, but I had to get a photo of this one, because I have nothing but respect for her commitment to her outfit. I mean, really, all-white? That's impressive, particularly considering her, erm, profession - seriously, her dry-cleaning bills must be huge. Ooooh, it's just occurred to me that perhaps she has an "arrangement" with her dry-cleaner; and frankly, considering how expensive it is here, that's not a bad idea...
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