Skincare done, slip on, and tomorrow's castings can wait until they actually exist. The mirror and I are getting along a little too well tonight — come keep me company?
Skincare done, slip on, and tomorrow's castings can wait until they actually exist. The mirror and I are getting along a little too well tonight — come keep me company?
Montmartre spent the whole weekend drinking its own wine and I happily joined in — last night of the harvest festival and the whole hill smells like grapes. Come find me before the vines go back to sleep?
Every wall here has turned into a Renaissance painting and I stopped moving so it could have me too — the show only runs a few more days. Stay for the last frame with me?
A museum full of hats and they let me try on every single one — this wide brim might be my whole personality now. Tell me it suits me?
Saw 40 years of fashion at the Arts Décoratifs and my willpower didn't make it past the first boutique afterwards — this set practically leapt into my arms, tags and all. Worth keeping?
The shows are over and the city's gone quiet, but I'm still on my floor surrounded by everything the week sent home with me — this shirt was the last thing standing between me and my bed. Tell me which piece I keep?
The Bourdelle opened a show about the fabric artists actually lived in, and I spent the whole tour thinking about how silk feels slipping off one shoulder. Home now, and my dress seems to agree with me. Convince me it needs to stay on?
Skipped the last after-party for Irving Penn instead — a whole room of women who knew exactly how they wanted to be looked at. I've been on the wrong side of the lens all week, and this feels like home. Come stand in the light with me?
Fashion week fed me nothing but espresso and adrenaline, so tonight my kitchen finally gets me back — dinner's halfway done and the champagne's already open. Come set the table for me?
Carnavalet is throwing itself a 160th birthday party and the courtyard DJ has ruined every plan I had for a quiet evening — three glasses in and still dancing. Come find me before the music stops?