Happy Bastille Day! I admit that I only mentioned the holiday so I could use “allons-y” as a title, but since I’ve got a post going, I’ll throw in this clip from Funny Face about being a tourist in Paris. Enjoy the worst accents ever, Fred Astaire, and Paris in 1957.
And I love her pants and loafers combo in that scene. (Actually, I love all the clothes in the film.)
Love the film and love the lead actors separately. But the romantic pairing of Astaire and Hepburn always seemed wrong.
Gotta say though, I cannot get enough of the basal metabolism dance in the club.