Real people dressing on Thanksgiving
Yesterday was Canadian Thanksgiving, which included a quick trip to the market for last-minute additions. Even though the temperature, 12C (53F) didn't dictate bundling, we'll spot the shift to fall on real people walking about.
A few shots were grabbed (adhering to our laws), a few solicited, and one actually volunteered.
Squash shades, from signal orange to mustard, are worn with verve before Montréalers embrace the deeper tones of winter.
At left, the aqua of the scarf tweaks the tang of the orange. And I love a simple beret in an interesting colour.
At right, a boiled-wool jacket, jeans and boots, the favoured footwear here once women stow their sandals.
A few shots were grabbed (adhering to our laws), a few solicited, and one actually volunteered.
She embodied the season: scarves and leather, newsboy cap. He looked like Steve McQueen.
A meltingly pretty ensemble of a pink fedora, pink-and-cocoa windowpane coat, blush tights and taupe boots, très rafinée.
Squash shades, from signal orange to mustard, are worn with verve before Montréalers embrace the deeper tones of winter.
At left, the aqua of the scarf tweaks the tang of the orange. And I love a simple beret in an interesting colour.
At right, a boiled-wool jacket, jeans and boots, the favoured footwear here once women stow their sandals.
Le Duc in ochre...
... and this young man in his mustard hoodie.
Such a cute couple buying squash.
I admired her scarf and he beamed at her fondly.
Stripes, shorts, tights, sheepskin boots...
And a clown crowned in sunlight, making twisty animals for little ones.
In a sheltered sunny spot, the afternoon felt nearly summery. They were speaking Spanish, wrapped up in their conversation.
As the old song goes, I've got my love to keep me warm.
I was grateful for many felicitous moments, including those spent in the Passage, and for you, from whom
I've learned so much.
Comments
Oh and the mustard hoodie man looks quite handsome in a rough and tumble way...
gosh there's great people watching in your area. Love to see this as a regular feature.
Le Duc always looks cool.
LPC, my name links to a site about les Montréalais et Montréalaises à bicyclette. Look at where today's pic is!
http://montrealcyclechic.com/image/33228685666
And Duchesse, you must buy a Potimarron, a potiron that has a chestnut taste - it is a French cultivar of the Japanese Kuri squash (Kuri also means chestnut). These are a beautiful deep red-orange and the flesh, while not quite as red, is very deep orange too; highly nutritious and very, very tasty.
Unless you dislike squash, of course.
http://www.eric-bompard.com/lang-en/scarves/362-cashmere-lace-scarf.html
Montréalers own the scarf even more than Parisiens, IMO, because they *need* them about 9 months a year- and like to wear them 12.
Sarah: Mustard with brown, charcoal and of course denim blue- but also with forest green, crimson, and even, if you have a scarf or other accessory that ties it together, with odd pairings like shocking pink, purple and turquoise. Some of the Italian prints (like Etro) mix mustard with all kinds of colours. The key might be finding the 'blending piece'.
materfamilias: She was a beautiful girl in an unusual palette- really stood out.
LPC: As our native Leonard Cohen sings, "Everybody knows".
frugalscholar: Such varied examples- all ages and types.
hostess: I might do it seasonally and thanks for the encouragement. Quite an eye for the fellas there, girlie!
lagatta; Her hat is a rare colour.
And- that bike shot is taken at the park in front of our place! Have tasted that squash without knowing the name. A friend served it pureed under a bed of greens, an unusual treatment for a salad- delicious!
Francie
---Jill Ann
xxoo
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Jill Ann: Thanks for the advice, they sound wonderful- unusual yet wearable.
sisty: Heartwarming!
coffee addict: This climate supports hats! When I read "shawl" I thought, No it's a scarf, but you are right too- some shawls are worn up high around the neck like scarves, even the really big ones, almost blanket sized.