all things romantic, charming, and adorable.
Like the darling Navy Blue, Peter Pan collared, Sping coat I found today down a crowded little street in the Paris. With it’s impracticle, yet very cute, quarter length sleeves, and two rows of little white, leather covered buttons gracing the front of it’s dark blue canvas, it was:
Soon followed by a heartbreaking glance at the un-romantic, un-adorable pricetag: 400.00 Euros. I’m tempted to Haggle, Bargin, and Plead for a sale, just to recall the only words I speak are Pardon, and Bounsouir.
And so, the Outerwear Love of my life, remains on the body of an ungrateful, smirking, store window maniquin instead.