Bonjour from Paris Fashion Week!
Greetings from Paris, this is just a quick post in between shows, showroom visits and cheese-eating. I think if I lived in Paris I would become a full-on coffee-drinker and tab-smoker, there’s something about this city which makes all my attempted virtuousness just seem pointless.
Catching up on shows courtesy of Herald Tribune and some top notch Earl Grey.
Invitations all carefully stored in my Moxham pochette.
Joico’s humidity shield is essential with the spitty weather, managed to whittle my essentials down to three perfumes and four nail varnishes…
So many great showroom visits this week, keep your eyes peeled for full posts soon.
After a criminally gluttonous dinner, can you see the bulge? Kept up my Chartier tradition of having two desserts.
After Amaya Arazuga’s show in the Spanish Embassy, beautiful, beautiful building.