The children, when the Miu Miu fashion show happens is that the fashion week draws to a close. And when fashion week comes to an end, it’s time to ask …

The great questions of Fashion, cont.

Do I really said yes to a photographer who asked me to jump in front of his camera yesterday after Chloe?

Yes.

I also said yes to a team that makes cinemagraph (animated GIFs which must be installed by a movement, it is difficult to explain

but it takes a lead and is super annoying) I said yes to an obscure TV crew who asked me to answer questions bizarre, I said yes to Golovanoff Alexandra asked me to make a face (a horrible grimace, not a cute face, she said) in front of his camera, so I said yes to the guy who wanted me to jump in front of his camera.

When I’m exhausted, I have no moral force.

Go ahead, it’s time.

Ask me what you want.

What is wrong not to at the beginning of fashion

week?

Wear flat shoes. When we started like that, put on any pair of heels is like climbing Mount Everest. Heels during the fashion week? Not for me …

Worse, I bought a pair of silver derbies at Zara in a moment of despair (“Shit! I can no longer walk with those heels! Oh, Zara A!) that are so funky + comfy that I leave them more.

not only flat, but every day the same shoes.

Who are from Zara.

Hello fashionista.

Am I able to do something with my hair?

No. Hair every day. No time to do better. Not very proud of myself.

Am I able to continue my perfect fashion week to Paris?

No.

The day I arrived in Paris, yet I, who had continued to run and do yoga and I eat relatively healthily, I forgot everything.

Taken a glass of red left my shoes in my suitcase, and attacked the morning pain au chocolat (chocolate croissants, but how could I live without you so long?).

Rationale: I’m too busy.

Fact: I not only lost its moral force, but any will.

Do What to bring two suitcases with me to try to be pretty much undermined every day for three weeks was worth it?

Euuuuuuh … No. Thanks to the incredible Indian summer we fell over, I could put only 5% of my clothes. The elements are against my fate fashion icon.

Do I put my bike on the plane?

Question posed by surprising but … A lot of people (???!).

No no no. I have enough excess baggage that are useless like that. I rented! And in Paris, I managed to find a place that delivers the bikes at the hotel. Too chic.

Good and then, is that with the millions of fashion, I managed to find what I was going to next summer?

You know what? No idea. I have a fashion indigestion, there. Give me a few days and we’ll talk.

Am I becoming a party animal?

Yes!

I found a dress for the evening Carine in a jiffy, I managed to do this without drama! I borrowed at Gucci and I managed to slip despite the aforementioned pains au chocolat, I pulled her hair, I put too much black on my eyes and hop. I even ordered a driver to avoid searching for taxi in evening dress to an hour in the morning, and I had fun, I danced and shit, I’m so become a pro of the party I n ‘ have nothing to tell.

Well a party animal back before midnight, eh.

Huuuuuum.

Well …

No, but look at me that! … Because I’m almost becoming a pro in fashion! Aaaaaaaahhhh. Come on, almost.

Next season I will be at the top. I would change even hair every day, like.

Go hop on their way to Miu Miu! Kiss and thank you for following this fashion week with me!