When I lived in Vermont we were on the border with Canada. We used to shop there more than the US. Crossing the border—200 yards into Canada, the women stepped up their game. The Vermont women looked winter-hard. The Sherbrooke girls dressed to the nines.
Quebec is really nice.
Years ago we used to go to Quebec once or twice a year, stay at the Frontenac ango shop and dine out. Great euro clothes at great prices, the exchange rate was very nice at the time.
One could tell one was over the border just by looking at the houses and businesses. The properties were all carefully landscaped and nothing unattached showed. Very different aesthetics..
Now? Looking at my wardrobe perhaps it is time to redo. I just hate wearing black.