Post a little hard here right now, because we just arrived in Paris with a train of fashion that was 10 hours late (I will have three tubes Touche Eclat to hide how I exploded!) and I’m super eager to get my first ride in Paris.

Paaaaaaris!

So I offer you my Miu Miu , I have chosen black because I want them as often as possible so I love them. Have you seen? I followed your advice!

… and I deliver the same time the anecdote that goes with it:

The last time I was with Marina Style.com , and she told me with his Brazilian accent:

“I love your shoe” (“I love your shoes! “)

As we can not stop joking with Marina, I reply:

” Wich one are you talking about? “(” which are you talking about? “)

She did not understand right away. Talking to a pair of shoes is so singular part of the jargon of the fashion we did even realize we’re talking weird. Yes. I know. Me first.

It’s like saying, “It’s nice your coat is that?”

Other than that, on my desk, next to So my shoe (since that’s how they say!) (Haha) (Yes, no, do not ask me why I put my shoe on my desk, I have no answer to this Big Question La Mode ) and my candle Diptyque girl who never travels without her candles (not, I’d be that girl but I am not, if the candle aterri there’s another story) (that said, I arrived in Paris with my Oatmeal packets in such perfect).

Well, I stop to tell me everything that passes through the cerveaaaaau!

Sorry, fatigue, train, everything.

In addition to my shoe and my candle so you can see a letter printed in the inital CR.

Tatatataaaaaaa! It is an invitation to the ball of the Vampires Carine Roitfeld which takes place during the fashion week to celebrate the launch of his book.

I’m excited, but also surexstressée.

You know me … I’m sure you know why I am so stressed.

So …

Why do you think?