|Spring's first moments|
You know the moment when the seasonal axis tilts, when the street suddenly starts dressing differently?
I thought that moment would come yesterday, escorted by 10C (50F), sunshine and breeze without ice in it. But the streets were still full of black parkas and winter boots, despite dry pavement.
Youth gets there first. I saw kilted schoolgirls in bare legs and ballerinas, a couple of boys in shorts. Youth always insists it isn't cold, is the first to cast off sensible cover. But grown women are still huddling in long coats, leery of colour.
Dressing for spring is a wistful flirtation, advance and retreat, but one day we take a hint from the crocus and push forth.
I will take out a printed skirt to wear with tights, like this Parisienne shot by Scott Shuman, The Sartorialist, bridging winter and spring.
|How to sneak into spring|
But it's still chilly; cashmere in spring colours is cozy under a trench or leather jacket.
|Out of storage, into the dresser|
And scarves; this is perfect carré weather. With my usual simple, neutral clothes, the scarf provides colour, a light layer and a flag for the season.
Which to choose?
|Roses, bees or the goddess of growing plants, Ceres?|
|Vibrant oranges piqued by leaf green or leopard?|
|Rabbits in hats, butterflies in branches, merry-go-round horses?|
|Flowers, birds or flâneurs?|
|The delicate feathers of the first hatchlings?|
|A nautical sextant in ochre, green and coral?|
Isn't it a pleasure to say, "Oh! I can wear this again!"?
What are your favourite spring things?