Wearing black felt slightly less ‘liberating’ when we started our walk towards le Centre Pompidou and it was 75 degrees out. But Paris just gets cooler and cooler the more I see, and I got some sweet new shades at Jimmy Fairly, and I found the most perfect boots (going back for them tomorrow) and I had the most delicious dinner. Ah.
Couldn’t have said it better myself, peaches.
- i will never be cool because i don’t drink coffee or alcohol and you have to drink at least one of them to be cool on any acceptable level
- minimalist living aesthetic is cold and overrated and caters solely towards people who have enough money to make it look like they don’t
- white girl lips often look like two dead anchovies lying side by side and it pains me deeply