So it was last week as I was strolling up the lower part of rue du Temple. Amidst the uninspiring cafes and cheap-y stores, one vitrine beckoned. I stopped and admired the urban-preppy wares in the window. I peered in. I saw wood slat floors, industrial light fixtures, primary colors and plaids and stripes, hanging from bare-bones racks. I went in, discovered a company called Bellerose, and promptly fell in love.
The space reminds me of Scandinavia meets New York, circa 1983. (But, a-ha! They’re actually Belgian, those sly fashion-y ones!)
The newspaper catalog reminds me of W before it became the oversized heavyweight that it is (like many other girls, I wanted to be a fashion designer when I was younger and my dad subscribed me to W, giving me and my friends an endless supply of really cool fashion spreads and ads to hang on our walls).
And the clothes remind me of rich preppy kids at New England boarding schools.
If I weren’t’ currently purging my closet in an effort to live more simply, I would scoop up their chinos and sundresses and windbreakers and super-soft t-shirts. Since I’m not in the market, I’ll have to just enjoy the dreaming they inspire.
I love this place! Discovered it during a trip to Bruges a couple of years back and always make a point of seeking it out. They have lovely stuff. Only been to the Paris one twice ( as I remember) but never fail to leave empty-handed.......
ReplyDeleteThe photos are just gorgeous... and so stylish! I guess I'm not, because I have to ask: what are those very interesting looking ruffly "shorts" in the 3rd photo? They're cute, but are they to be worn in public? (not that I have the hips for it anymore) but they're cute.
ReplyDeleteYeah, this is definitely one of those places you fall easily in love with.
ReplyDeleteErin, the little bloomers are for French women who have no butt or thighs and can pull that look off while traipsing through Provence... I guess...;)