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Can you tell? I often can't. And during Paris Fashion week when Saint Germain's population is swollen by models, editors and photographers, it can get even more difficult.
I'm posting sketches from last week's Paris fashion week every day this week so tune in tomorrow for more.
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Slightly off-topic, but have you read Anna Gavalda's short story "Petites pratiques germanopratines"? (I think it was translated as Courting Rituals of Saint-Germain-des-Pres). This particular sketch made me think of it - I recommend it if you haven't read it.
I'm loving this series, even if it is giving me a horrible case of nostalgia and homesickness. :'(
October 14, 2010 at 05:23 AM
...which makes me think I probably should have used 'Germanopratine' (the feminine) rather than 'Germanopratin' (masculine and the general term for the inhabitants of Saint Germain) in this sketch as all the people I drew were female (thought I did see some male model types too - see tomorrow). Oh le francais, when will you stop torturing us?
I'll look out for the Gavalda book, though. Thanks for the recommendation...
October 15, 2010 at 12:21 AM
My pleasure! It's actually in a collection of short stories called Je voudrais que quelqu'un m'attende quelque part (I Wish Someone Were Waiting for Me Somewhere, if you want to go for the English edition). They're wonderful, as if Dorothy Parker had been reincarnated as a Frenchwoman.
October 15, 2010 at 05:41 AM
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