Winter white and elegantly scarved - this is Paris in winter. Ah, if only winter in my part of the world was this sublime. I was reminded of the tailored beauty of the classic duffle last week spotted on a lovely woman of a certain l'age sporting a navy duffle with a fur trimmed hood. The coat paired with classic grey trousers reminded me of how sweet it is to see a woman dressed in a manner that is absolutely pristinely classic. Funny, it's so rare it was striking. There was no attempt to look anything but lovely - not younger than she was, not exotic, crafty or outrageous.
As much as I would love to replicate the look, my winter calls for more of a chin to ankle sleeping bag. Harrumph.