Red shoes, No knickers

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November 2012

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Business in Paris

What started off this whole detoxing business for me was the idea of shopping your wardrobe.  I simply love the idea of finding a fabulous outfit, pieces that you wouldn’t have necessarily put together before, from clothes that you already own.  Knowing my former Flatmate’s wardrobe like the back of my hand I was super excited to go and give her a Sweet treat and find two outfits for business meetings she had in Paris.  Having a list of guidelines to adhere to narrowed down the choices I could pick for her but is always when I’m at my best:

* Travelling by Eurostar on both days I need a comfortable outfit to sit in and lug my bag around in

* I’ll be on the go all day, going from meeting to meeting, so will need good footwear that doesn’t make my feet ache

* I need to be warm but also smart, especially for the meetings I have on Thursday

* I don’t want to be carrying too much stuff with me

I was in my element!  As you know I have documented well my love of Paris and dressing for her {see here and here} and knew exactly the type of things Flattie would look good in.  Unfortunately I had to deal with the below state of her clothes:

You can tell she hasn’t been living with me for a while!

Regardless of the jumble sale style of her wardrobe rail I ventured on and the first outfit I found for her involved cool, chic winter whites, sleek greys and a killer boot

 A cozy knit dress to travel in, a sheer pussy bow blouse as a nod to Paris, a smart cream jacket plus faux fur gillet, a floral print scarf to accesorize with, classic boots and leather bag to hold her ipad, travel guide, cd’s for her client, phone and wallet. PERFECT!

Day two required a smarter outfit but still needed that warmth, comfort, smartness and a little competition for the Parisian woman.

This involved a stretchy pencil skirt, a thin knit, a Westwood~esque jacket {dyed by Tim~gifted to me~passed on to Flattie}, cute and comfortable Mary~Jane’s and the ultimate accessory for France ~ the black silk scarf.

Her underwear was matching, her nightwear sexy, her hair and make-up immaculate and her luggage classic.

Paris you’d better watch out…someone’s coming to show you how it’s done and they mean business.

Posted in Comfy chic, Pareeeee, Sweet treat, Travel, Wardrobe work

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