There's an exhibit called
Les Parisiennes de Kiraz at the
Musée Carnavalet about French illustrator Edmond Kiraz. It's dedicated to his images of chic Parisian women in a variety of situations--dating, shopping, vacationing, cycling--and captures that
je ne sais quoi which is so enchanting about those often imitated females from one of the great fashion capitals of the world.
An appreciation for the cute boys on bikes we've captured here at Vélo Vogue has been called to our attention. We like seeing them, too. Indeed, what about the boys? So in response to Kiraz's show at the Carnavalet, I'm giving you my take on the coolness, the class, the beauty of
les hommes de Paris.Donning a cap and coat in the Marais:
On his cellie outside Place des Vosges:
Waiting for the stoplight, or the leaves, to change color on a bike lane along the Seine:
Ciggie break while picking up his V
élib'.
Who needs to break for a ciggie?
The vest with jeans look in St. Paul:
I was in a
cabine de téléphone when this man in yellow shirt and pinstriped pants pulled up. Gentlemen take note: Parisian men know how to combine and take risks with color!
And all I could say was
Hallelujah when this man rode by me in front of the
Eglise Saint Sulpice. God bless
les Parisiens.
In her Chuck Taylor All Stars, she casually paused for a telephone call:
After-work texts with a hip Freitag messenger style bag (or shall I say European man's carry-all):
This guy was the closest thing to a San Franciscan that I saw in Paris, with his purple and yellow fixie, rolled-up pant leg and hat:
Meet the Twins Brothers, two dj's who live in the banlieue and frequently ride around Paris on their VTT's wearing hoodies and helmets (They told me they wear helmets to stand out among all the Parisians who don't). The Twins are coming soon to SF for a show at the End Up!
Gorgeous layered look with this long-sleeved mini-dress with tights and matching purse in her Vélib's basket
Matching flats and shirt with her red bike on the designated bike lane on Boulevard de la Bastille
Red hoodie with daisy-patterned miniskirt and black hi-top sneakers
On his cellie outside Place des Vosges:
Waiting for the stoplight, or the leaves, to change color on a bike lane along the Seine:
Ciggie break while picking up his Vélib'.
Who needs to break for a ciggie?
I was in a cabine de téléphone when this man in yellow shirt and pinstriped pants pulled up. Gentlemen take note: Parisian men know how to combine and take risks with color!
And all I could say was Hallelujah when this man rode by me in front of the Eglise Saint Sulpice. God bless les Parisiens.
She must have just purchased this pretty pink bike with purple pedals for her daughter's birthday, as she stylishly cycled through the Panhandle this bright afternoon.
I love seeing tourists braving the hills of SF on bicycle, especially during our "summer" months. Just goes to shozw that if they can do it, so can you. Simply don a warm jacket, scarf, socks, and off you go! It's that easy! Unless you need to consult your bicycle map.
