Here’s the typical Parisian outfit in the mind of foreigners. A total cliché (leave my head out of it, and it’s perfect). Sailor stripes, a coat, boots,
a baguette, a beret it’s the very essence of simplicity.
I get the feeling that it’s what non-French find fascinating, but for us, it’s totally banal. Not totally without interest though, since I got my Dickers boots back out of my wardrobe; they were starting to feed threatened by the swedish Pistol. Don’t worry Dickers, I still love you! (English translation by Bleu Marine)