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Arriving in Paris I couldn't help notice the current French obsession with Alice.
Vitrine/windows are full of Alice figures (pronounced A-leece here).
At Printemps - 9 designers create special Alice dresses including the late Alexander McQueen.
I ask Fr Girl, "What's up with all the Alice stuff?"
Fr Girl says, "The French are obsessed with Aleece."
"Ah ha" I say. The wheels turn. I put 2 + 2 together.
Everywhere I see signs of Alice like this adorable pinney. My theory falls into place. Alice is the epitome of the naughty yet innocent little French school girl in her pinafore, long hair, hair ribbon and mary jane flats/ballerinas.
Tim Burton's Alice is not so innocent looking. She looks like she's been round the block a few times.The dress is a disaster. Sorry Tim. Plus she has bazooms. Something many French girls are missing. I watch Fr Girl dress for work, fascinated by the layers she throws together. One day I say,
"You look exactly like a French school girl in that outfit"
Sonia adores the little girl sailor shirt - I would kill for one of these.
The ageless French obsession with the child's ballerina fits perfectly into my Alice theory. So innocent.
Headband with a big bow, worn with a decollete top reveals a black bra - naughty but nice.
A grown French woman shopping with her beau, her ballerinas, headband and long goldie locks.
Printemps has created the perfect chez Alice salon de thé
From the escalator, you look down and watch the tea party. Colette stirred the pot with her naughty/nice school girl novels - Claudine à l'école, Claudine a Paris etc.