Alright, alright, let me tell ya about this fancy thing, this “chanel fashion show grand palais”. Don’t know what all them fancy words mean, but I saw some pictures, and let me tell ya, it was somethin’ else.
Chanel Show, Big Place, Lotsa Clothes
So, this here Chanel show, it was in a big, big place called the “Grand Palais”. Sounds like somethin’ outta a king’s story, you know? Big ol’ building, prob’ly cost more than all the chickens in our village. And inside, well, it was full of them skinny gals walkin’ around in clothes I wouldn’t even wear to church, let alone to slop the pigs!
- Lots of pretty dresses, I guess.
- Some looked like birdcages, real strange.
- Them models, thin as a rail.
They had this thing, this “birdcage” thing. Like a big ol’ cage, but for people, not birds. And these gals, they walked right through it, struttin’ their stuff like they owned the place. I don’t get it, myself. Why would you wanna walk through a cage? Seems kinda silly to me. But hey, what do I know? I’m just a simple woman.
Them clothes, though… some of ‘em were pretty, I gotta admit. Shiny stuff, flowy stuff, stuff that looked like it cost a fortune. But then there were others… looked like somethin’ my grandma woulda used to clean the floors! Ripped up jeans, jackets that were too big, and some things that looked like they forgot to finish sewin’ ‘em. Fashion, they call it. I call it a waste of good fabric!
Skinny Gals and Fancy Shoes
And them girls, the models… Lord have mercy, they were skinny. Skinnier than a beanpole, I tell ya. Don’t they feed them nothin’? Makes ya wanna give ‘em a good plate of biscuits and gravy. They looked like they could use it. But they walked real good, I’ll give ‘em that. Stompin’ their feet in shoes that looked like they cost more than my house.
Back Home, Where it Belongs
Now, this show, it was back where it belonged, they said. At the “Grand Palais” place. Apparently, they used to have it there all the time, then they went somewhere else, and now they’re back. Like a lost puppy comin’ home, I guess. Good for them, I reckon. Though I don’t know why they ever left in the first place.
Chanel Spring-Summer, Warm Weather Clothes
This was for next year’s warm weather clothes, they said. “Spring-Summer”, somethin’ like that. So, all them fancy dresses and such, they’re for when the sun’s shinin’ and the birds are singin’. Not that I’d ever wear anythin’ like that to go weed the garden, mind you. I’d sweat right through it in five minutes flat!
Spread Your Wings, They Said
They also said somethin’ about “spreadin’ your wings.” Like a bird, you know? I guess that means these clothes are supposed to make you feel free or somethin’. I don’t know about all that. I feel pretty free in my overalls and work boots, myself. But hey, to each their own, I always say.
It Was Something, Alright
So, yeah, that’s what I know about this “chanel fashion show grand palais”. Lotsa fancy clothes, skinny gals, and a big ol’ building. Was it somethin’ I’d ever go see in person? Heck no! I’d rather spend my money on a good bag of chicken feed. But it was somethin’ to see in them pictures, I’ll tell ya that much. A whole ‘nother world, it seems like.
Them Fancy Designers
I tell ya, them folks who make them clothes, they must be somethin’ else. Comin’ up with all them crazy designs and such. Must take a lot of thinkin’, I reckon. More thinkin’ than I ever do, that’s for sure. I’m just happy if I can get the laundry done and supper on the table.
Chanel, Chanel, Chanel
And this “Chanel” name, they said it over and over. Must be a big deal, this Chanel. Like Sears, Roebuck, and Company, but way fancier, I guess. I bet they don’t sell overalls and work boots, though.
Well, that’s all I got to say about it. Hope it made some sense to ya. Now, if you’ll excuse me, I gotta go check on them chickens.
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