The no name dress from a
tiny shop in an unassuming mall got me. I fancy the combination of subdued
colour and body hugging stretch. However, something was missing.
My daughter
saved me. She lent me the cherry red jacket to spice up the taupe and keep me protected
from the fierce wind on the slope of Signal Hill.
I didn't discover the end of the world, yet. I only came to Tierra del Fuego , the Land of Fire, which is indeed a sort of Finis Terrae. The Argentinians call it Fin del Mundo . There, I had the privilege to talk with the American lady scientist Natalie Prosser Goodall, who discovered and assembled the most intriguing collection of Arctic sea mammals further to be read about in my travel book Woanders / Somewhere else (for details see www.edithwerner.com ). Some 40 years ago Natalie came to this wild country on a short stint as a student, met a local sheep farmer and stayed. In the town Ushuia the last forepost of civilisation, I met a lady artist who is a descendant of the first inhabitants, the. Yaghan . They were living on their boats and the fires they entertained on their swimming homes inspired the name Tierra del Fuego. For one year I shared with you, dear reader, the endless variety of womens' adornements I discovered on my travels. Thank you for having...
My beloved doll, mother with child, hails from Salta in the Andean province of Argentina. The cult of the Pachamama, the mother of the earth, is still practiced in this remote part of the country. I hope my muneca will not mind that I put on a Japanese dress as there are quite some Japanese immigrants in Argentina. The reversible kimono dress, soft and cosy, is a find from Tokio’s huge department store Isetan . I happened to be there at Christmas time. The main shopping street in Shinjuku was sparkling with Christmas decoration and at Isetan’s coffee shop they served slices of true German Stollen, a special fruit cake making me feel at home. To my great joy the store was a branch of the Holländische Kakaostube , the traditional coffee shop in Hannover, Germany where I use to by my Christmas cookies, Z imtsterne, Dominosteine, Marzipankartoffeln and gingerbread, delicious!
Chic is a kind of mayonnaise, either it tastes, or it doesn’t. Karl Lagerfeld I am a seventy something world traveller and my dress code is all about context and mood. Where do I happen to be today? How do I feel this morning? Eclectic is my key word. Combine a high-end item with streetwear and you will look fabulous. The other key word is travel. During the last twelve years I have been staying on three continents and writing travel books . Since then I am living in AND: in France AND South Africa AND Germany. My fashion finds around the world define my style. Thus, my mayonnaise is sometimes plainly homemade, sometimes peppered with exotic spices. I got my inspiration from a rabbit and from a New York based aficionado of silver hair chic. An eternally youthful bunny may not be an obvious role model for a silver surfer, but Fifi Lapin ’s playful sketches and funny notes on the ever so urgent question What shall I wear today? did the trick for me. Thank you, ...
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