I’m riding out the dark moon and (just) bringing in the new in the most Libran city of all, Paris. It’s not just the famous coupling, which ranges from monogamous to extra marital, that makes Paris Libran, or its indecision between the two, but its light-hearted charm. This quality extends to Parisians, who it must be said, are some of the most beautiful and stylish on the planet.
The Paris style, for both men and women is Libran because it strives for a sense of harmony and balance, not in that old- fashioned matchy-matchy way, but because the different elements in the wearer’s look complement, rather than compete with one another.
Generally Parisiennes, play up one feature, be it their Bambi eyelashes or Bordeaux-red lips, and leave the rest groomed but natural. It’s as though the lips tell the eyes: ‘tonight’s your night, I’ll let you shine, and tomorrow we’ll swap.’ Tres fair! The hair, whether in a chignon or loose, is in good condition, but not obnoxiously shiny, and definitely plays second fiddle to the Parisienne’s chief honey-trap, her face. Outfits are sleek and balance masculine tailoring with feminine nuances like sheer fabric, lace and delicate heels.
Brigitte Bardot is a classic ambassador of Libra a la francaise, with some added feist. Famously pronouncing that couture was for grannies, the French actress with the bee-stung lips and feline kohl-rimmed eyes, never wanted to look like she’d made too much of an effort. Ruled by Venus, the languid goddess of beauty-become-habit, Libras hate to look try-hard. Bardot was notorious for her nudity on-screen, but when she did decide to wear clothes, she chose Capri pants, gingham shirts tied at the waist, and bandeau bikinis.
A trained ballet dancer, she wanted people to notice her quality of movement and sex-appeal rather than how expensive her clothes were. Just look at the dance scene from And God Created Woman (1956) – no one’s looking at the black stretch top or barely-there green mini. In this week of Indian summer, Parisiennes were still sporting black and white gingham and feline eyes, and like Bardot, the most charming, stood out not for their labels, but for themselves.
One Libra who is actually English, but shares the Parisiennes’ light touch, is my friend and beautician Charlotte. With her petite frame, speckled green eyes and pale, chiffon tops and dresses teamed with black leggings, Charlotte is feminine to the core without being girly. Her style is fairly consistent, but flexible enough to stretch to a quirky shoe or a lashing of red now and then. Harmony is beyond skin-deep with Charlotte, who not only beautifies her clients, but relaxes and restores them.
Amazingly, Charlotte is able to create an atmosphere wherever she works: with her candles, rose quartz crystals and sheer presence, she has turned everywhere, from her bedroom, to the backroom of an antique gallery into a sanctuary. What’s more, her insight and positivity over the years have been indispenaible. Magic!
Libran charm, whether that of a city, classic film star or beautician-friend is elusive, and can’t be easily copied. That’s because at their most powerful, Libra charm-aids, whether mascara or ballerina-like poise merely accentuate their possessor’s unique beauty.