So there.
EVERYBODY looked fantastic. EVERYBODY. DP and I just sat open-mouthed in fascination. Whatever their age, they looked amazing.
So I'm sitting here on a diet, wearing an Isabel Marant jumper and frantically googling 'How to turn French.'
As far as I can tell, the rules are:
- Be thin, despite the fact you are walking down the street at 11am gnawing a cheese and ham baguette the length of your forearm.
- Have your hair the colour and texture of natural hair.
- Have the most amazing skin, despite the fact you have a permanent Gauloise on the go.
- Never get pissed and lairy, despite the fact you are having a glass of red wine with your lunch and it's Tuesday.
- Wear shoes you can walk in.
- Have an amazing coat.
- Know how to tie a scarf so it looks like you have slung it on and it's just choosing to snuggle up to you because you are SO FRICKING GORGEOUS.
- Have a pharmacy on every corner that is just an Aladdin's Cave of miraculous skincare delights for less than a tenner each.
Anyone else have any tips? Joking aside, I loved the style - the shops, ohmigod the shops! It was like I'd walked into my internet shopping history.
I could actually walk around in my biker jacket without feeling like a twat.
I want to be French. Aidez-moi.