Let’s play pretend. Let’s pretend I were Parisian with my little beret and undying love for anything black. I’d probably own a bike–the no-fuss kind that has a simple basket in front for me to store my books and baguette in. Every morning, I’d ride it to the Palais Royal just to enjoy the early morning silence and pretend for a moment that it’s my own sanctuary. I’d sit on one of the striped pillars and read my favorite book as I sneak a few bites of my baguette in. This is story. Isn’t it fun how fashion allows us to play pretend, even for just a little while? How about you? What do you think is this Parisian girl’s story?
From Japan beret | Style Moi coat| Zara top | GU Japan culottes | Céline bag | Barclay shoes