Reaching Out to Victoria, Paris and Wolff & Descourtis

Toucan Rouge Scarf

I’ve been thinking tons about my friend, Victoria Wolff, lately. Perhaps it’s because with the change of seasons I brought out my marvelous collection of scarves and shawls. Silk, cashmere, wool and challis wonders that exude all the charm and sophistication of Paris. My collection of them grew throughout my eleven years in Paris and I know they will be an essential part of my wardrobe until I’m old and grey. Most of these jewel-toned creations come from Wolff & Descourtis, Victoria’s shop in the Galerie Vivienne, a highly-regarded, family-owned textile business dating back to 1875.

Wolff & Descourtis in the Centuries-Old Shopping Passageway of the Galerie Vivienne

Victoria’s Silk & Wool Treasures

Victoria and I had been out of touch for quite some time. I sent her an e-mail a while back but never received a response. (She can be very Old World and I like that!) So I decided to call her in Paris. I had recently heard about Rebtel, a phone service that offers inexpensive calls abroad, so I thought I’d give it a try. It was a snowy Saturday morning here in the Rockies, which made it late in the afternoon in Paris. I figured she’d be at her shop. What a perfect time to call.

La Reine Victoria: Queen of Parisian Scarves and Shawls

She knew it was me as soon as I said “Victoria?” And then it happened, we were instantly connected as though I was chatting right there with her in her shop, something we had done countless times when I was living in Paris. We typically speak French together but this time, Victoria launched into English (her mother is British) and I followed. During my five-minute free test call with Rebtel we covered a wide range of subjects from our personal lives to work. I learned that her parents were still living, people I was always very fond of, but she had suffered a terrible ski accident that had altered her life greatly.

Côté affaires, Victoria explained that her business was doing well, thanks largely to Wolff & Descourtis’s fine reputation and loyal following. Her devoted American clientele continues to show up and buy, although now it’s more like once a year rather than twice. Most of the other boutiques of the glittering Galerie Vivienne are struggling. “It’s very difficult everywhere,” Victoria declared. “And there are already sales,” she continued, something truly amazing in a country that once held sales but twice a year in January and July.

An electronic voice came on to signal that I only had sixty seconds left on my Rebtel test call. “I’ll call you back,” I said to Victoria in a much hurried voice, thinking that we still had so much ground to cover—we hadn’t even talked about our love lives! “Or maybe you have people in the shop?” I suddenly realized.

“Yes, I do, so I should go now,” Victoria replied. “But I promise to be more in touch—I will reply to your e-mail.”

I mumbled something about my blog but thought that that was perhaps futile. Maybe she’ll read this post, maybe not. One thing’s for sure: people, places and goods of quality never go out of style. My friend Victoria has all three.

Wolff & Descourtis, 18 galerie vivienne, 2nd arrondissement Paris; tel.:  01.42.61.80.84; www.galerie-vivienne.com.

Go to Maribeth’s Books and scroll down to read my complete description of Wolff & Descourtis.