Walking along in Paris two women in front of me caught my attention. Now I am not a fashionista, nor buy fashion magazines so who am I to judges, but I did. The mother and her thirty something year old daughter could not have been more dowdy if they tried from head to toe they looked like a throw back to 1970s and not in that hip cool sense but in the grammy frumpy sense (if you could call it sense!), and in Paris, where anything goes these days, those two could have won a medal for "Perfectly Modest Drab". I wondered if it was missing something. Gee, even their haircuts were a throw back to older women in the 1970s. When we came to a stoplight I overheard the familiar sound of English, as I turned to them I noticed they had glasses that matched their look perfectly. How could this not be a costume I thought?
I use to think that I heard English better because it is my mother tongue though after three decades living in France I believe Americans/English speak louder than the French so it is easier to hear. The Lawerence Welk Duo's conversation caused my eyes to pop and my chin to go straight back. Shocking is putting it mildly. If I had been blind I would have never guessed in a million years that their appearance was"Perfectly Modest Drab". Never. Ever. Their conversation was flat out full on wham bam thank you mister raw hardcore sex. I gasped, caught myself before I said, "Oh my God!" when I heard them talk about the threesome they had the night before, "Mom you were on fire! The way you …"
As they crossed the street I walked along in disbelief. I felt like I was the, "Perfect Modest Drab" and grinned at the wild wonderful surprising world that is ours! How amused I was by their polar opposite demeanour compared to their activities.
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