dreaming of Paris, vintage fragrance ads, Rilke and the lyrics from Funny Girl


we needed a distraction this morning.

the calcium pills were just Too Horrid.

and it’s raining outside today – all grey/gray/miserable and sodden and hard to dress for (we lie – of course we have the Most Perfect black trench coat, darlings ;-) and a sweet little cloche hat – yes, from Paris, bien sur, cheri.

but we cut ourselves and couldn’t stop bleeding (the lack of glands and minerals in our body) so we are strangely covered in band aids/sticky plaster things. #sigh. not the Most executive look.

and then the distraction came! flashing red light on the bbry device.

somebody Very Glam that we know (from Abroad) sent us the Most Glorious Quote:


“How could we forget those ancient myths that stand at the beginning of all races, the myths about dragons that at the last moment are transformed into princesses? Perhaps all the dragons in our lives are princesses who are only waiting to see us act, just once, with beauty and courage.”

― Rainer Maria Rilke, Letters to a Young Poet


and it set us into a reverie of Paris, Berlin, Rome, Sybille Bedford awakenings inside novels in the south of France, vintage fragrance ads and writing for hours in cafes.


so we took these photographs to share with you.

and then a delicious person happened to tell us she saw “Funny Girl” on the way back from Asia and we instantly went into the routine (yes, in full public view)

If a girl isn’t pretty
Like a Miss Atlantic City,
All she gets in life
Is pity and a pat.
Mrs. Brice:
Is a nose with deviation
Such a crime against the nation?
Should I throw her into jail
Or drown the cat?
Mrs. Strakosh, O’ Malley and
She must shine in ev’ry detail
Like a ring you’re buying retail,
Be a standard size that
Fits a standard dress.
Mrs. Strakosh:
When a girl’s incidentals
Are no bigger than two lentils
Mrs. Strakosh, O’ Malley and
Then to me that doesn’t spell success.

sure we know the words ;-)

which little girl who idolized Barbra doesn’t, darlings?

3 thoughts on “dreaming of Paris, vintage fragrance ads, Rilke and the lyrics from Funny Girl

  1. Dearest…

    Ah, Barbra and “Funny Girl”…

    Calling all aesthetes!!! Now hear this!

    One of the geatest film costumes of all time is Barbra’s pumpkin orange, tiered, hobble-skirted suit in “Don’t Rain on My Parade”. Complete with brown sable cossack hat, matching muff and enormous topaz brooch, and that armload of yellow roses,,,what more could one Really Ask For?

    Thank You, Irene Sharaff, the legendary, genius costume designer who did all of Barbra’s clothes for the film.

    Now, where dragons and princesses are concerned. My dear friend, you possess more than enough beauty and courage to turn any dragon that comes your way into anything you want.

    And trust me, no one is going to rain on YOUR parade.



    1. dearest A

      You Made the Parade for us today :)

      And who could forget those outfits (still love the tiara from the Brighton Pavilion scenes in On a Clear Day) #sigh

      _tg x

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