I’m currently in Chicago at a Global planning meeting for my day job and just finished eating lunch next to a French colleague. Two observations I felt compelled to share:
- While most of the room was sporting some take on (the ambiguous and somewhat unfortunate) “business casual”, French colleague was wearing a pair of dark Levis rolled at the ankle with simple black wedges, a slouchy black knit top and a pair of Warby Parker-esque glasses…totally simple and basic and pretty much 100% chicer than every other person in the room (no offense to any of my other colleagues of course).
- My lunch plate contained two small slices of thin-crust veggie pizza and a large green salad, which, given the the majestic array of “Americana” fare on offer (cobb salad and cheese steak sandwiches and hot dogs and three different types of pizza and chili...), was making me feel pretty virtuous. French colleague sat down next to me with a plate containing the following (all perfectly arranged): a small mound of romaine lettuce, a small mound of avocado, a couple of gherkins and a small mound of grilled onions and peppers. Oh and she had a glass of water with no ice too.
Duly noted super chic French colleague…duly noted.