My fascination with all things French has always been part of me. I have French ancestry. I am reasonably fluent in French. In fact I am descended from no less than three generations of 17th Century French hairdressers. It was pointed out to me that some of their clients may perhaps have fallen victim to the French Revolution. My Great Great Grandfather was a French chef to an aristocrat. My experience of narcissistic abuse has somehow left me yearning to rediscover my French heritage. My aunt was proud of her French heritage and had introduced me to Edith Piaf. I remember buying Dior tights as a teenager and developing a desperate yearning for French perfume. To this day whatever else I may have gone without , I will never part with my French perfume. Wasn’t it Marilyn Monroe who mentioned the only thing she wore in bed was Chanel no. 5.
I had even vaguely had plans (pre Brexit) to live in France one day. As I have recovered from narcissistic abuse, I have stumbled upon Chanel fashion shows online. The craftsmanship has amazed me. Delicate flowers, lovingly pieced together and other intricately sewn details. Every beautiful facet of the clothing, exquisitely hand sewn. I have managed to buy myself a little Dior on Ebay. I can feel the quality as I hold it in my hands. I loved the film The Devil wears Prada. (I found its description of the fashion industry amazing. ) It transformed my view of fashion. This scene had really made me think.
I also fell in love with the Marc Jacobs bag Andy had given her friend.
It can be seen here.
It had reminded me of my love of bags.
My favourite fashion brands have always been Chanel and Dior.
Having Dior tights as a teenager had made me feel special.
Oprah had a guest on her show who had bought a pair of her shoes. She spoke about how wearing those shoes had always made her feel better. It is true sometimes women just need one special item to make them feel like a princess.
Marge Simpson had a Chanel suit once which had transformed her life for a while. My special item is my black dress. I will never part with it except maybe to pass it on to my children or grandchildren one day.
My Little Black Dress – Sarah Bereilles
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The beautiful little dress my mum had bought our daughter had also made me feel seen. The first thing she had done was get it plastered in mud. The dress was just so me. It was a rosy pink colour with a layer of chiffon, it had embroidery and sequins. It had meant a lot to me as i jnew how much trounle mum had gone to to choose a dress she had known I would koveI love the little details on clothes. I knew my wedding dress had to have a scalloped edge and embroidery type detail on it somewhere.
My Jamaican friend us one of very few people to have ever defended me when ny mother had upset me on the phone, To mum’s credit sh had gotten over it and happily invited her to my leaving party
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Through the magic of You Tube we can all now watch Chanel fashion shows. Chanel fashion shows are particularly stunning. Models wander barefoot along beaches, with waves coming in, through an airport lounges, or board an ocean liner. The backdrops are as creative as the clothes.
Savour-faire of the Chanel Spring-Summer 2019 Collection
A few months back I nervously visited Chanel. They made me feel very welcome much to my surprise. For me following narcissistic abuse, I have longed for quality and beautiful things which last. I adored one particular skirt from the Chanel 2018 haute couture collection. I had felt it was so me. It was old-fashioned, like something from the 1920s and covered in flowers.
The Fashion of The 1920S – Fashion History Sessions
20s Charleston Dance – Enoch Light
I have always been described as old- fashioned. Vintage clothing is my thing.
Lost In France – Bonnie Tyler
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