Project Fait Sur Mesure: A French Fashion Adventure
For a long time, I've been convinced I don't need a lot of clothes, but the right clothes, which I define as clothes that I love, that fit me just right, and that are made of luxurious materials. With time, I care less and less about the label in my clothing, although I recognize there tends to be a correlation between that label and the aforementioned traits I value. I don't particularly enjoy shopping, which may seem strange, what with my line of work and all, but I find the experience generally lacking. That, and I don't love the operating assumption which shopping takes advantage of: namely, that the only way to get style is to buy it. Still, I love clothes and I could not more strongly value the freedom to exercise self-expression and creativity through what I wear. I know that the process of defining my personal style is one of the most important journeys I am on.
In the annals of decoupling style from consumption and delving into a deeper relationship with my clothes, enter project fait sur measure, French for custom made, an idea that has been dancing in the recesses of my mind since I discovered the magic of tailoring for my brother and sister-in-law's wedding. Here's the plan. I'm going to carefully hunt down some incredible Italian silk and then find a little shop in Paris to sew said silk into the creation of my dreams, and I'll be documenting the journey here. I start today, with a pilgrimage to Marché Saint-Pierre, at the foot of the Sacré-Coeur in Monmartre to find my silk. Wish me luck!