When it comes to celebrating our liberté, égalité and fraternité, we don’t mess around. Bastille Day—a day honoring France’s independence and the mark of the beginning of the French Revolution—is tomorrow. So dust off your beret, find your inner Francophile and get ready to partake in the revelry of La Fête Nationale. After all, we have the French to thank for croissants, Marion Cotillard and permission to drink wine at any time of day.
— DRESS —
When in doubt, we say do as the French do and wear what the French wear. To help you dress the Parisian part this Bastille Day, we’ve rounded up a look made up of five our of our favorite French designers—Lanvin, Pierre Hardy, Chloé, Aurélie Bidermann and Cedric Charlier. Skip the Marie Antoinette wig this year and opt for this clean and classic look instead. We’re going to go out on a limb and say this outfit is enough to make even Brigitte Bardot swoon.
— DEVOUR —
Here’s your chance to stuff yourself on baguettes galore and not feel the guilt afterwards. Why? Prior to the Revolution, the cost of flour rose, leaving peasants unable to afford bread and ultimately, starve. (We apologize for being a Debbie Downer). Upon learning that the peasants had no bread, princess Marie Antoinette exclaimed the now infamous phrase “Let them eat cake!” Today, people fill up on these goodies (and wash them down with absinthe) to celebrate. So now you see—it’s your duty to eat, drink and be merry. Or at least that’s the excuse we’ll go with…
— DO —
Just because we can’t all be in France come July 14th doesn’t mean we can’t celebrate like we are. While streaking might be overdoing it a tad—the first Bastille Day celebration in 1790 ended with fireworks and French citizens running naked through the streets—we can still bring France to New York in a tame way. Take to the streets—60th street between Lexington and Fifth to be exact—on Sunday from 12 – 5 p.m. for the Bastille Day Street Festival for food, music and art. And, of course, a mid-afternoon trip to Barneys New York! Feasts, fetes and fireworks? C’est l’amour!