Kendra Spears in Vogue Paris November 2012 (photography: Lachlan Bailey, styling: Claire Dhelens)
My obsession with all things Parisian began about five years ago after my first visit to the city of lights. Since then it has been a very special affair based on love, passion and admiration for this beautiful place. I adore it with all my heart. Just thinking about Paris makes my soul tremble with desire and a strong feeling of nostalgia. God, I miss it so much, it’s almost physically painful sometimes. And, as it always happens to people in love, I don’t know exactly why I feel this way.

Paris makes me feel feminine, happy, weightless, independent, funny and beautiful. I love its busy streets, romantic parks and glorious squares. I love the river walks. I love the architecture, art and history. I think, French desserts are the most beautiful in the World.

And of course, how could I not mention French fashion and style. Paris is the capital of fashion or, should I specify, classic timeless fashion, to me. The thing you notice, when it comes to French fashion, it is not exactly FRENCH fashion, it is Parisian fashion. Even French Vogue bears Vogue PARIS on its cover unlike any other issue you’d find in any other country.

Kendra Spears in Vogue Paris November 2012 (photography: Lachlan Bailey, styling: Claire Dhelens)
So now it’s time to mention the very essence of Parisian fashion world and the reason for this post. Les Parisiennes. I cannot explain why they are so special, but you cannot help getting this feeling of “je ne sais quoi” when you meet HER. She and HER Paris are unseparatable and live in synergetical harmony. You cannot imagine Paris without la Parisienne and she needs Paris to express her feelings and nourish her emotional and beautiful self every day.

No wonder I did my best to find out how Parisian women always look so chic and stylish and yet as if they didn’t try doing anything special to look that way. The famous effortless chic. Of course, I honestly thing that you’ve got to be French or at least spend a good amount of time in Paris to learn a few tricks, but well, not every one is that lucky. So I tried to find any books and articles that would reveal something because when there is a secret then any tiny insignificant detail you can get about it would count big time. Over time I have saved a few articles, books and interviews and been re-reading them over and over again indulging my memories and imagination. I guess, now I have my little blog about everything I love, I can post some of them here.

My precious little findings begin with an article published in Guardian newspaper on 4 March 2004. So here it is – “Parisian chic in 10 easy steps” by Hadley Freeman. Enjoy! Men are also mentioned in the article, so if you are a not one of them and don't really want to know about men's fashion - filter!

Kendra Spears in Vogue Paris November 2012 (photography: Lachlan Bailey, styling: Claire Dhelens)
1: Always wear sunglasses
A Parisienne without her big, chunky sunglasses would be like Chris Moyles without his team of flunkies - a sad and lost specimen, divested of the props against which to bounce her personality. Ditch any fears about what others will think - a true Parisienne would rarely bother with such worries (see 10). Sunglasses make even Johnny Halliday look cool (sort of) and cover up puffy eyes caused by too many Gauloises. But, please, no coloured lenses. These are only excusable if you are in Atomic Kitten and then only out of pity.
2: Your bag should be no bigger than your dog
And your dog, obviously, is one of those yappy little things (currently being popularised by various American heiresses on TV, although you, of course, pay no attention to the Americans). They are perfect for sitting on your lap while you sit decorously in a cafe, sipping your cappuccino, arguing with Bernard-Henri Lévy about how the 21st-century soul has lost its passion. Or something.
Bags should be hand-held, quilted if you are over 50 (that's right, we are talking Chanel, and we are talking lots of) or plain for the younger ones. Absolutely no rucksacks - such sloppiness is reminiscent of French exchanges, which is one facet of the country that probably did not inspire you to exalt Gallic chic.

Kendra Spears in Vogue Paris November 2012 (photography: Lachlan Bailey, styling: Claire Dhelens)
3: Coordination is a beautiful thing
An English woman sees a skirt with a big floral pattern and thinks, "How sweet! I'd love to have that pattern on my new sofa, but, in the interim, I'll wear it on my legs. Sod the fact that I've got nothing that goes with it." A French woman would not even notice the skirt. A French woman coordinates her entire outfits days in advance, ensuring her socks match her hairclip, which matches her top, which matches her coat. Frightening, yes. But, dammit, they do look better than Britons dressed in loose covers.

Kendra Spears in Vogue Paris November 2012 (photography: Lachlan Bailey, styling: Claire Dhelens)
4: The effort is always worth it
That means no outfits for bad-hair days/fat days/can't-be-arsed days. The irony about those outfits is that they actually make you look worse: no matter how fat you feel, wearing a big kaftan is going to make you look 10 times bigger. So, instead, slip into your little cropped trousers and pair them with ballet pumps. Yes, you will probably feel so miserable that you may have to crawl into a loo and break a mirror but, hey, at least you look good.

5: Pancake or au naturel
If you are over 35, slap on the full face of makeup, including lippy, before even your husband sees you in the mornings; if you are under 35, just keep it plain, with lip gloss. As in so many areas of life, boys have it even easier. Theirs is a choice between the shabby, unshaven man who resembles an extra from Jean de Florette and who, perhaps, is an occasional friend of absinthe, and his more groomed, handsome-to-the-point-of-silliness counterpart, best epitomised by Mr Kylie Minogue, Olivier Martinez. Happily, for any boys after the true Parisian look, both make one look like a character in a Truffaut film.

Kendra Spears in Vogue Paris November 2012 (photography: Lachlan Bailey, styling: Claire Dhelens)
6: Think helmet hair
Not only in shape (although you should definitely bear this in mind after you blow out the candles on your 50th birthday cake), but colour. Parisian ladies favour the solid block of colour, not the streaky-bacon look that Americans prefer, with highlights strewn about, party streamer-like.

This epitomises the differences between the two countries: both are equally high-maintenance and arrogant, but whereas one revels in its nature, the other denies it is so and gives off the impression of chic simplicity. Ultimately, both are just as fussy as an uptown Manhattanite with extensive food allergies and a fondness for Egyptian sheets with a thread count of 240.

Kendra Spears in Vogue Paris November 2012 (photography: Lachlan Bailey, styling: Claire Dhelens)
7: Men wear scarves
There must be some law about this in Paris. Of the 37 males I counted in 15 minutes, 35 were wearing scarves and the other two had polo necks. Maybe they all have mucky necks. Or maybe they are so Frrrrrrench and sexy that the women cannot control themselves and cover them in lovebites. Whatever, it is a most dashing look in a Charles Lindbergh kind of way. But, um, French, naturellement.

8: Gold
Silver? Pah! But gold? Ah, ma cherie, c'est bon! They are quite right. Wear too much silver and you resemble a rock star's 16-year-old Sloaney daughter, or a Hell's Angel, or both. Yes, a knuckle slathered in gold will bring back memories of Joan Collins, but may I just take this opportunity to say that Joan's style tips have heretofore been underrated? Look at how well she has done: a handsome young man called Percy, regularly featured in the Daily Mail as a "style icon" - what more could you want?

Kendra Spears in Vogue Paris November 2012 (photography: Lachlan Bailey, styling: Claire Dhelens)
9: Fur! Glorious fur!
Even in the summer, you love your skins. Think mink, think fox - do not think hamster. And remember, the bulkier your coat, the better to push people out of the way (see 10).
10: Be rude as hell
Stereotypes aside, I think we can all agree that the French have, shall we say, a fluid concept of manners. So be sullen, pushy and never let the words excusez-moi pass your lips, except in a sarcastic tone. And why not? You look great and you damn well know it. Plus, of course, smiling causes wrinkles.

Photo source: Kendra Spears in Vogue Paris November 2012 (photography: Lachlan Bailey, styling: Claire Dhelens)


  1. And the key of this (kindly mythical BUT inevitably seductive) "Elégance à la Parisienne" will never fail to stay in this (so famous) "effortless CHIC" (Mmh OR its subtly shaped illusion ? ) idea . . .
    ps: an astounding YES for this Johnny "I am a surreal Rocker" Halliday's (ironical) tribute Dear !!!

    à Bientôt, Antoine

  2. the sense of style is rooted in their way of living