I love the French Culture specifically the simplistic style of life and fashion. I even took formal classes in the language for three years. I certainly can’t speak it fluently but can understand most of what is being said. That reminds me– I should really get a move on in my endeavour of actually learning to speak the language. As I look longingly at Rosetta Stone French lesson’s 1-5 here on my desktop, I can’t help but feel a bit defeated as there are only so many times one can say, Cheval (horse) the wrong way before giving up. I promised myself I would take a two day break. Two days has turned into two weeks, so tomorrow the informal French lessons begin, yet again.
I must say, I was extremely inspired by Topshop’s Garcon Sweater now in stores. I thought of my white and black striped pants at home unworn still with the tags, red lipstick, black pumps, and I was immediately transported to Paris…yet I was in Nordstrom (select Nordstrom stores are now carrying topshop.) Hey, I suppose that’s the next best place to be–off to the register I went. I figured with a little work, I could become the quintessential French Girl, minus the beret. My rendition, a bit overdone maybe, transported me to a different place and time. It was a fun day.
The cross ring I’m wearing I made last Saturday in a jewelry class that I took. Hermes, the ever-classic French design house completed my look with the Evelyne bag, Black CDC, and vintage earrings. Make-up today was red lips (I’ve been on a red lip kick for a few days), a neutral eye quad in Demure by Chanel, Heavy on the black eye-liner with Bobbi Brown gel eyeliner on the top and Urban Decay pencil in Zero on the bottom, and some pinky blush–my new fave Bare Minerals Fruit Cocktail. Nail polish is Essie in “Head Mistress”.