What would the Royals from 16th century say if they saw us just “hanging out” in their magnificent gardens; dressed in jeans and a sweatshirt? Trash.
Strolling around Avenue Montaigne experiencing the heartbeat of luxury and fashion in Paris. I have ever felt more lucky.
Drowning myself with a never-ending to do list seems to be working. I am feeling better these days and was even more excited when a lovely package from Monroé arrived.
In order to cheer me up there is no better therapy than indulging the soul with a new pair of "Jolie Fleur"
I know I am just going through a phase and it shall pass. After all, what' s the point of worrying about the things we can’t control?
The Joy of dressing can never be replaced with something else, or perhaps maybe with a good blueberry cheesecake?
We stayed at a quite little village of Anjuna and throughout the places we visited, there were imprints of the old Portuguese culture and heritage.