In college I bought two pairs of overalls from a vintage store, one sky blue with the kid’s brand “Osh Kosh” written on the front, the other pair navy, and more of a nod to lumberjacks.
I’m not sure why I was so proud of these overalls, or why I insisted on wearing my hair in pigtails when I wore them. Was I making it clear that I was still a child at heart?
I’m more subdued in my rebellion now – though I haven’t quite come to terms with the whole adult thing yet.
I have never seen a French person sporting overalls. (I know! Where is their fashion sense?) So when I spied a whole group of them in blue overalls congregating near the Pompidou Centre, I knew something was up. Unfortunately I couldn’t stick around to see what, but I knew it was probably good.
Overall-clad French people plotting mischief
What do you think is happening or *going to happen* here? All theories welcome. (We can write a story together!)
paris (im)perfect 
Parisienne Pig Roast? French Fart Festival? Hexagon Hoedown? Looks like fun, whatever it is. I loved my overalls. I kept them for years before finally throwing them away this past December. Tragic, really.
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Delana. Wow! I love *all* of those titles. Thanks for the inspiration! Sigh. You finally gave up the overalls? What a sad day! I suddenly want to know where I left mine. Probably in NYC. I guess I knew I wouldn’t be needing them much in Paris 🙂
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Cool, Sion! Adult-sized Osh-Koshes? Greatest, sturdiest toddler clothes ever! Luckily, my kids had a pair of Wisc. grandparents who lived near Osh-Kosh, b/c we couldn’t have afforded the real things w/o them. [& as an added bonus, my dear father-in-law once took the boys to the famous Osh-Kosh Air Show. I had the greatest in-laws ever!]
As for your intriguing photo… I would LOVE to know what was up– So much so I tried all kinds of web searches trying to find out, w/ no luck. [Who knew how important overalls are in Paris, Ark? And I saw lots on “best overall Paris…” stuff.] Looks to be some sort of performance art, or modern dance… or some of Beaubourg’s (in)famous mimes setting up for a Raggedy Ann & Andy story? I’d love it if one of your readers pops who actually knows what’s up here!
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Hi there! Yes, adult sized Osh-Koshes! Coolest thing ever! And Gosh! You’ve been to Osh Kosh! (Really like saying that for some reason 🙂 )
Yeah, I assume this was just some sort of performance art. There’s a whole lot of that around the Pompidou. The whole overall thing makes me think it’s probably better than most! 🙂
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Lost Americans? 🙂
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🙂
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Tunisians looking for day work?
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And we have our first political entry!
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Hmmmm….I see a couple of flags or pennants. The guy on the far left has a red one draped over his shoulder (as does another man at the far right) while the woman at right seems to be holding a white one. Another man to the right of the lamp post seems to have a blue one draped over his shoulder. What intrigues me is that they each seem to have draped the end of the flag over their shoulders in the same way…which seems to point to a performance piece of some sort. And then there’s the pile of color (including green) at the woman’s feet…something to do with Earth Day, perhaps?
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Yeah, it is intriguing, huh? Wish I hadn’t been running off to an appointment or I would have stuck around to see what it was all about. I don’t think it was about Earth Day, though, as I actually took that shot a couple weeks ago. Who knows. It’s probably more fun guessing than whatever they actually did 🙂
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Actually they are going into the Pompidou to throw themselves at a wall of velcro to make a “modern” piece of art! The flags are for extra drama and flare. 😉
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Wow, I wish that were true. Maybe it is! Sounds plausible (and awesome) to me 🙂
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All the possibilities! Sion, got a question for you. I know in Italy and at least in Angers, groups of friends ‘kidnap’ brides, grooms and recent graduates, dress them up in odd outfits and parade them through the streets as part of the celebrations. Any chance that might be what’s going on?
I ran into Wonder Woman with a toilet brush scepter in Ferrara, and a poor woman dressed as a baby complete with diaper, baby bonnet and pacifier in Anger. I would have though getting married was traumatic enough without the added embarrassment, but, hey, what do I know?
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Wow, Linda. What a story. When I first read this comment, I said, no, I don’t think they do that kind of thing here. But then I remembered my husband’s family talking about some interesting wedding customs that did seem to involve embarrassing the couple. (I must have blocked this from my memory!) Perhaps I was spared because I’m American and they thought I wouldn’t understand what I was being subjected to. Also, we’re city folk and I don’t think that kind of thing happens much in Paris 🙂
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They’re all going to tramp down the street, singing, “Come on, Eileen”.
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Oh, I love this! Literally, LOL.
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Love Miggs’s response! My shot in the dark: community service??
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I love how creative all these responses are!
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Hats off to Migg’s answer, couldn’t come up with anything better!
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They “work” for the city of Paris. They are just the right number of people to clean up one street lamp a day.
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well, take a look here http://salopette.org/index.html
and yes, I love overalls ! bibfessor/Niels
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Wow 🙂
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