Paris Roars: Latest Fashion Rage
This just in, from the streets of Paris.
Cats have ousted dogs in the affections of French women.
Whereas, in the past it was considered fashionable for your typical Parisienne to promenade the boulevards with a little dog sporting a neat, tight-fitting coat, today this same Parisienne is often out with her cat of priceless value.
But cats do not wear coats. They wear specifically-fitted and made hats.
Below the Sacré Coeur, up at Montmartre, there lives a hatter. In his shop window, he has an exhibition of the tiniest hats ever seen in France.
At any hour of the day: Cars arrive outside the shop, and Madame, with pet cat under her arm, walks inside the shop and engages in an earnest conversation with the hatter.
She has come to have her pet fitted for a hat. She now prefers a bowler-shaped hat as a change to the former soft slouch headgear. Apparently her Angora has tired of its fedora.
She also wants to purchase a small top hat for her pet’s eveningwear. Sadly, the hatter’s recommendation of a soft velvet hat falls on deaf ears.
The hatter then says that bowler hats fit cats better than any other, and he has large orders on hand.
As reported by the Associated Press in 1920, flaunting a whopper of a title: “Pet Cats Latest Fashion in Paris.” I tumble flat for the au courant kitty catwalk news splash. Perhaps it’s a newly discovered retro rousing dream come true for kittens, tabbies, and tomcats worldwide? The power mouser can only scheme. Hear her roar: #ClowderGoals.
Say, if you find yourself in France on April Fool’s Day (1 Avril), do keep your eyes peeled for tricksters. The classic old prank is to attach a paper fish to the coattails of an unsuspecting victim.
Oh, Mother of Pearl! So watch your back.
As the cat in Dr. Seuss’s “The Cat in the Hat” liked to say, “Have no fear! Look at me! Look at me! Look at me now! It is good to have fun but you have to know how!”