Inspiration: I love how most French women of all ages dress well every day, for every thing, no matter what. I am sure they don't have this idea that some of us Americans do -- that certain outfits (especially hats) require a special awesome moment -- which particular special awesome moment never quite materializes, mind you. For example, a certain Paul & Joe floral jumpsuit has been languishing in my closet since I purchased it last fall in Paris. At the store, I envisioned wearing it while hosting an intimate dinner party for friends at home. Until I got home and competely forgot why I had purchased it. Too nonchalant for work. A bit too much for the weekend. Alas. That's what Paris does to me. It makes me think I have this super cool and leisurely life back home that I don't really have! I don't have time to cook! I barely have time to think. And people rarely entertain in their apts. in New York. We eat out. Finally, I just wore it on a weekend a few weeks ago to run errands. He asked me where I was going all dressed up. The grumpy guy at the deli paid me a compliment. And three people stopped me on the street to ask me where I purchased it. I wear it in Paris and not a soul notices or thinks anything remarkable is going on. Because here, looking really nice is expected. In fact, it is part of one's civic duty!