The Greta Constantine team shares their final dispatch from Paris, where they’re showing their fall/winter 2012 collection to editors, stylists and buyers. In their previous postcard, they reported shopping at Colette and finding music inspiration out on the town in the Marais…
Our last day in Paris was an early one. Or at least it was supposed to be. A 9:30 a.m. appointment meant a 7 a.m. wake-up call, which we assure you is no less painful in Paris than in Toronto. By 10:30 a.m., our studio remained buyer-less. Jesse headed to the window, hoping that fresh air might compensate for the lack of caffeine in the extra-teensy cups of coffee we grabbed from a café down the street. Metres below, he spotted a woman wearing a fur cape in the richest hues walking aimlessly down the narrow one-way street. Lo and behold, it was her! A former fashion editor of Spanish ELLE and boutique owner of a hot spot for ladies who lunch (and gala and cocktail) in Madrid, she oozed the
je ne sais quoi of European style (though we imagine it’s more like a
yo no lo se in her native tongue). She knew of Canada by way of her husband’s love of the wilderness. She even impressed us with her knowledge of "a place I have trouble saying right," or Saskatchewan. As with many of our buyers from Europe, we spoke of the economy. The threat of austerity measures and the high unemployment that they promise were on our new friend’s mind. She knew her clientele and insisted that, tough times or not, there will always be women who seek out clothes that make them feel beautiful.
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