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November Fashion Memories

I’ve been blogging since March 2007. In September 2009 I realized that I was mostly writing about fashion so that’s when my blog name changed from Susu’s World to Susu Paris Chic with a clear focus on trends and my personal style. I thought it would be fun to boost a month that is often gloomy and dark by walking down the memory lane of with its bygone outfits and bygone life. So here we go… Back to Paris first.

November Fashion Memories

This outfit is from November 2008. I was living in Paris and working as an English teacher. My mom would come visit me regularly and we’d make sure to go take a tour at her favorite museum in town the Musée d’Orsay. Back at that time I wore turtle necks under dressier tops. This fade out top served me both as a dress and a tunic. In this picture I was having fun breaking into some ballet steps in the museum lobby.

November Fashion Memories

The second outfit from November 2009 is a selfie, Back in the day, I’d shoot most of my blog pictures myself. I’d ride the subway with my tripod. I’d get my installation done and fire away. In Paris there’s so much going on, like in any metropolis, so people rarely cared. From time to time someone would try to photo bomb my shots though. This shot was taken on a super rainy Sunday. Outdoor pics were out of question, so I decided to pay a visit to one of my top hangouts in the Paris Palais de Tokyo, a modern art center with a Japanese simplistic vibe. I wore my black beret a lot during my Paris years. It seemed fitting for this American implant.

November Fashion Memories

This picture is from 2010 when my mom and sister were visiting. My mom was celebrating a big birthday so us girls made sure to make it special. We visited the sculptor Rodin’s Museum as well as had a lovely dinner at a jazz playing restaurant, that I had carefully searched prior to my ladies’ visit This shot is from the Eiffel Tower Park. I could never get enough of that place. My subway line would bring me there directly and the park was a regular part of my Paris doings. At this time I was into leopard and funky layering like this crisp dress shirt topped with a lace number initially destined for the bedroom.

November Fashion Memories

Now we are in 2011 and on the French Riviera. Sebastien and I spent six weeks there at my mom-in-law’s as we were waiting for our paperwork to clear for Canada. We had resigned from our jobs, sold all our belongings and headed to the Alps to spend a week at my brother-in-law’s. After that our drive across France continued until the Mediterranean Sea. Looking back, I’m so grateful I got to have that time. Of course because the South of France just has that magic to it, but also because I lost my mom-in-law a year and a half later very unexpectedly. I had found the sweater I’m wearing during my day trip to Marseille. November in the South was mild so I enjoyed not having to bulk up on clothes. That ended up changing drastically when we arrived in Canada December 1.

November Fashion Memories

This shot was taken in 2012 in Quebec City. I’m wearing my first Canadian fashion purchase, the faux fur vest. At that point we had been living in Canada for a year. This country took me by surprise and I was having difficulty to adjust. Coming from Paris to a smaller, less fashion-y place, discovering the level of Frenchness – spoken everywhere – and trying to find a new way to be glam in the ample snow that Wisconsin or Finland had yet never challenged me with, were the things that got to me. Luckily, I had the courage, and the support of my loved ones, to go and find help. Starbucks hangouts were the first things that I forced myself to do, because I knew that dressing up trendy and making my way out there would boost my mood.

November Fashion Memories

November 2013, posing in front of the Quebec City Hall. There was a zombie walk that day. I remember challenging my dislike of anything too gloomy by walking with the monsters. By this moment I had started feeling better in Canada. I had started my own English-teaching company Susa English and that had truly blessed my life. Being an entrepreneur has revealed sides of myself I had no idea existed. In the picture I was sporting my fave clothing item, a mini skirt with a glamorous out of the ordinary fabric. The boots are a find from Boston. All thru our living in Canada we’ve made sure to visit the U.S. whenever a bank holiday comes along. I love my country – and need regular a dose.

November Fashion Memories

The last shot is from last year. I’m wearing my faux leather pants that I spotted at Winners, the Canadian name for TJ Maxx. The earrings are lipsticks from NYC Chinatown, my go-to hood for interesting ear jewels, and the sparkly lip necklace were a find down my street. I live right in the very heart of Quebec City so shopping options are here – although it is getting more and more souvenir shop and restaurant filled.

I hope that you’ve enjoyed the trip back in time. We are today what our past has made us. That said, we can decide to keep the parts that help us to feel good today. The rest can stay dusted and forgotten. All what matters is that today we find inspiration to live a happy life right where we are.

 

Montmorency Magic

Montmorency Magic

Only a 15-minute drive away from Quebec City, we have Canada’s highest rapids – of course not the biggest, that would undoubtedly be Niagara Falls. Sebastien and I took my friend Leesa to see this marvel, along with the cute island of Orleans which is facing the rapids. We walked across the bridge over the hovering waters. On the Orleans island, we stopped at the southernmost tip’s must place, a legendary chocolate shop that drowns ice-cream and sorbet  in chocolate. Needless to say, the strawberry sorbet ladled with dark chocolate was super yummy, especially when savored under the sun, sitting by the waterfront.

Summer just keeps on going here in Eastern Canada – and we are all thrilled for that. Maybe we’ll never get winter this year!

La Senaza top
Pimkie skirt
G by Guess ballet flats

Montmorency Magic

Montmorency Magic

Montmorency Magic

Montmorency Magic

Montmorency Magic

Montmorency Magic

Montmorency Magic

Montmorency Magic

Montmorency Magic

Montmorency Magic

Montmorency Magic

Montmorency Magic

Washington DC Darling

Washington DC Darling

DC dulcet it was… What a blast of my country’s delicious culture and history. Where did I feel the most touched – at the Martin Luther King Jr. Memorial. “Out of a mountain of despair a stone of hope.” The day was sizzling hot. Sebu and I had to dip our heads into water fountains. We had lunch at the Botanical Gardens – even their tropical climate seemed to be giving us some refuge from the beating sun.

DC is a full-eye-and-body experience. You can walk your little feet into a coma and dazzle your visual senses til you cannot take any more majestic landmarks. We slept in our glamping tent at a campground, a train ride away from the capital. That ended up being a very practical an idea. At the end of our days, we’d ride the subway home, get some dinner and doze off to the sound of Maryland grasshoppers.

Sirens top
Sirens shorts
Sawgrass Mills cap
G by Guess ballet flats

Washington DC Darling

Washington DC Darling

Washington DC Darling

Washington DC Darling

Washington DC Darling

Washington DC Darling

Washington DC Darling

Washington DC Darling

Oh those blisters when they hit ya…

Washington DC Darling

Washington DC Darling

Washington DC Darling

Washington DC Darling

Washington DC Darling

Water! Joy! After a mid 90s day… This felt like a true oasis.

Quebec City Glamour Nite

Quebec City Glamour Nite

Paris chic is everywhere where you make it happen… This is why I now regularly organize my Glamour Night dinner soirees. I invite a group of girls. We get together around good wine and food. This time we talked about our personal style – boho, glamour, sporty, office wear, minimalistic – and how we find inspiration to boost our style. Girls often also bring in new, exciting fashion finds for others to enjoy, too.

I need fashion to be interactive. The whole point for me is in sharing the fun I procure. That is what I’m also looking for in blogging. So, please leave a comment and let’s connect!

Target top
H&M shorts
Old Navy belt

Quebec City Glamour Nite

Quebec City Glamour Nite

Quebec City Glamour Nite

Quebec City Glamour Nite

Quebec City Glamour Nite

Quebec City Glamour Nite

Quebec City Glamour Nite

Quebec City Glamour Nite

Sexy Skin That Shows

Sexy Skin that Shows

Summer is for leisurely strolls with your sweetheart in your Central Park. That’s exactly what my Sweetheart and I did. We took off in the evening glow and let time flow by.

At this moment I’m in a dulcet place in my life. My work schedule is pretty full, yet relaxed – leaving me with cherished Starbucks dreaming time. That place symbolizes so much more than just consuming mass production java. It is a place where I often go alone to write. I take time to slow down and meditate on life’s small sweetness. I blog and plan new projects. I write out why I should be happy right now. These kinds of times leave me encouraged. I see my day from a refreshed angle.

La Senza top
La Senza bra
Sirens jeans
Sirens platform sandals

Sexy Skin that Shows

Sexy Skin that Shows

Sexy Skin that Shows

Sexy Skin that Shows

Sexy Skin that Shows

Sexy Skin that Shows

Sexy Skin that Shows

Sexy Skin that Shows

Sexy Skin that Shows

Sexy Skin that Shows

Sexy Skin that Shows

Sexy Skin that Shows

New York Pink

New York Pink

We al have our key words. The ones that we bounce around the most often in our talks with friends and such. You know, the word cloud that you can see in the side bar of this blog. The key words of our lives define us, and they also change throughout time. When you get a grip on your key words, you can gain precious information about being the unique you.

New York Pink

So what are my key words? I’ll try and list up some sweet things that make my heart throb… New York, pink (duh!), Starbucks, dark chocolate, red wine, champagne, latino music, coffee shops, deep discussions and Jesus. These all coexist in unorganized harmony.

New York Pink

I need New York in my life because it symbolizes a place for dreaming. I need pink because it boosts me and lets my soul free – to be who I really am inside. I affectionate Starbucks since I love the concept of it. When I used to browse Paris, on those solitary walks I’d pop in a Starbucks and get a cup of American sweetness. When at the beginning I had tough times here in Quebec City, I’d rejoice over the proximity of a Starbucks. I’d dress pretty  and make a trip over there, journaling in my magazine and gathering my strength to make it one day farther.

New York Pink

New York Pink

New York Pink

New York Pink

New York Pink

New York Pink