Occasionally I wake up panicked …panic at the fact I have 7 closets and NOTHING TO WEAR.
Yesterday I was there. Add to that a breakfast date with a Parisian goddess and the pressure…. it was up there.
But the truth is, January is a flipping cruel month.
Half of me sale surfing, still scoopable winter bargains to be had.
The other half resort swotting – mentally I’m cruising to cap d’antibes, head-to-toe Chanel Amex-sad.
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So feel good frills, don’t-f**k-with-me-boots, a season staple and fur-muffs felt right.
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E-commerce misbehaving. New Season suede/denim/70’s slaving …Coming soon.
L x