Where's your will to be weird?

Arrived in Paris for the first time and couldn't believe how beautiful it was, we arrived around 10pm and the area was just buzzy with fabulous people chatting in fairy lit cafe bars discussing their busy days in the most amazing city I have every come across.

Waking up in Paris the next day was even more intriguing to me, everyone was just so lovely, making an effort to say hello asking how your day was and I don't think I have ever seen such beautiful people in such a short space of time and without running the risk of  sounding like a cliche, there was people riding about on their bikes and everyone smoked cigarettes but somehow it just looked so glamorised and natural to be doing it, as if it would be more weird if you didn't smoke in Paris right???

Along with all the typical tourist attractions  I visited which was amazing, the main memory of Paris for me was visiting Jim Morrison's grave which may sound a tad morbid, but with myself and my fabulous friend Dominique being huge fans of The Doors it was high at the top of our to do list.

After getting to the grave which took a little while seeing as though my brother gave us the wrong plot number and we cannot ask for directions, (bearing in mind this grave yard is hu-mongous)
we eventually stumbled across the grave where there was people taking pictures, just having a wee moment to themselves and others who quite honestly were stoned and probably drunk too, I noticed alot of people had cans of beer or had just finished some wine, and I couldn't help thinking that maybe we should have done the same, after all Jim Morrison was rarely sober and he said the most incredible things when most certainly was high.

"It may have been in pieces, but I gave you the best of me."
— Jim Morrison

Seeing as though Jim Morrison died in the 1970's I only learnt about him from second hand information from my parents and from having a love of music from the 60's. I think visiting and seeing his grave and seeing people around it who may have grown up with loving him and his music gave me a sense of sadness that he left this world at such a young age and in such tragic circumstances, but also a sense of relief as he was always looking to the dark side or "other side" and that he was never afraid of death as such which I suppose people may not understand or may be afraid of.

"There are things known,and there are things unknown, and in between are the doors."
— Jim Morrison (Letters From Joe)

Maybe there is something to be said for having the will to be weird???

We are the mods...

Now that its coming into a little sunshine and I'm eagerly awaiting the festival season, I'm starting to think about my own personal style... Noticing now that all the boho 70s styles are coming back, which I do love and I think everyone looks hot in there summer boho dresses and even guys in cords, or is that just me??

But I cant help thinking I still love the MODS!! winter 2010 seen the peter pan collar come back into the swing of things which I adore shift dresses and even knee high socks.  BUT I cant help going back to what I love the most and its all about the 60's. From Vidal Sassoon haircuts, Mary quant micro minis , lambretta polo shirts, Harrington jackets, and winkle pickers in fact mod guys never looked so yummy.

Anyone for dancing like ace face...

I'm stepping into spring but sticking to the MOD! we are we are we are the mods!!