And so to Paris. The land of chic boutiques, alfresco coffees and iconic landmarks at every turn. It’s easy to get caught up in the romantic ideal of Paris and forget to carve out your own little corner. So aside from a few recommendations from very trusted sources, this time I’m going blind, with my nose as my guide and a ‘yes please’ attitude as my currency. Try everything, look everywhere and reward with a glass of red wine at every shop/bar/cafe/gallery/stone unturned.
Packing is easy. This season’s lady like looks were made for the streets of Paris and the camels, reds and the odd Breton stripe (naturally) will look c’est chic without trying too hard. The only problem is, the coat I’ve ordered and styled my entire french wardrobe on, is yet to turn up. Damn you Zara online.