Ah, that poor blogging girl. She meant well, you see. So very earnest, with her borrowed black canvas down coat, with her flat, black sheepskin boots, with her practical Isotoner gloves, with her Hayden-Harnett travel bag. Her hair tucked behind her ears, her little notebook and pencil at the ready.
How would she have ever known? How could she have ever known? ....that Bishkek was filled with fashionistas? Striding gracefully through the snow in their high heeled black boots, in their snug wool trousers, in their fitted velvet jackets, with their artfully arranged scarves, with their chic and gleaming bags. Their tasteful makeup perfectly applied, their glossy long locks immaculate under pleated wool cloches.
They gazed at her in sympathy. She could almost hear them thinking: Why, where ever could she be from in that frumpy clothing? Were those sledding boots she was wearing? Was there potential under those layers of fleece? Was she here as the "before" candidate for a fashion makeover show?.....
Oh dear.
Kyrgyzstan Fashion Week. Images by Kyrgyz blogger, Elena Skochilo.
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P.S. Do click over to darling Lalla Lydia's blog for a touching entry on Jews in Morocco and North Africa.
