Why am I writing about a movie in this drawer of the curio cabinet? Because Mrs. Harris Goes to Paris will delight you from head to toe, de la tete aux pieds, from your chapeau to your chausures. The film has it all: a determined protagonist, ingenuity, thrills, set backs, despair, friendship, joy. And then there is salon show in which all but three of the dresses are exact replicas of Dior originals.
Mrs. Harris was the first movie I’d seen in a theater since January 2020. The theater was close to empty; my spirit, however, was full of delight.
At left: My mother in Paris, 1955
Beautiful photo of your Mother Debra and in front of Dior!!! I loved the movie too