Seems high time I mention that we’re taking La Coquette on the road--I’ll live in Chicago,* city that I heart, for two months this winter to work as Associate Editor for Chicago magazine’s fashion supplement, Chicago Fashion. I hope you all are on board for the ride. I’ll bring the Doritos and Tootsie Pops.
Date of departure in two weeks time (yee gads, I know), but not to worry folks, the ticket is round trip.
*I bought the Lonely Planet Chicago guide at Village Voice bookstore the other day. I have a story idea that involves handbags and needed to be reminded what it means to live in the Ukrainian Village versus Lakeview verses Hyde Park. But first, I was reminded what it means to live in Chicago: "The quintessential Midwesternness of the natives--cheerful, hard-working, and a little conservative..." I shut the book and thought, So pretty much THE OPPOSITE of France. (Oh, don't give me that look. You see, this is my reward for being both French and American--I can perpetuate stereotypes both coming and going!)
I bet that I cry the first time someone smiles and bags my groceries. Not that there's anything particularly Midwestern about that, but I've already wept in anticipation of Cheerios and Conan O'Brian--it doesn't take much.