Blades of Glory
On a recent trip to Paris, I noticed something that never quite caught my eye before, at least not in the last 10 years. Rollerblades! These quintessential accessories/modes of transportation of the ’90s were ubiquitious, in every color, and donned by every type of person, from the grungy Parisian underbelly to a pantsuit-clad doyenne of Avenue Montaigne. I almost felt outnumbered, left out. Does this mean I’ll pack lightly next time, accommodating my archaic, silver and black blades? And risk leaving behind those gold burnished Dolce & Gabbana loafers I’ve grown into? Not very likely.