The World Is My Home: My Closet Proves It

In my favorite James Michener novel, The Drifters, the narrator is a is a very successful and important executive with World Mutual bank. He travels to great cities and obscure points of the earth regularly making and checking up on business deals. His San Fermin companion refers to his travel experiences by the names of airports rather than cities, and his present residence in coordinates, noting cities you would pass flying due east. It really is a fantastic book.

Anyway, our narrator has a monologue about the secret wardrobes of busy business men in airports throughout the world. (This is the late 1960s.) Wardrobes usually made up of a few Brioni suits, climate appropriate shoes, a shave kit.

Now to stray...

Other airport wardrobes contain luxurious furs and full coats bought in Moscow, not needed in Torremolinos. Wraps and hoods from Damascus, impractical baggage for Cape Town. Maybe petticoats purchased on a whim and stashed away for lack of luggage space-or luggage existence.

This is Jean Paul Gaultier FW 2010

He is creating (mildly) simple and chic looks out of very interesting pieces. Some more extravagant than others. Every piece is as if it's been pulled from a separate city with individual purpose. The girl is crossing borders with every step. At points it seems a girl got to the airport with a one way ticket and a plan, and her bag was too heavy. At points it is suited for the head of the UN General Assembly (if it were a she and very, very chic).

Oh also, there are virtually no repeated patterns in the 58 looks of the collection. Amazing?

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