Oh Loubi, loubi, loubi…
Sorry boys… Everyone has an obsession right? Be it handbags, scarves, nail polishes, beauty creams, peter pan collars, diamonds…or for the boys Adidas and gadgets. For me my obsession is shoes, beautiful, shoes. Shoes fulfil something in me that none…
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I say ooh la la, la la
For a self-confessed Francophile, I couldn’t let Bastille Day pass without celebrating my little corner of French culture heaven…but it’s not the food – garlicy mussels and fries, riettes and pate, sour dough bread and er snails or the sights…
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When I grow up I want…
… not to be dressed like this (by the Mother on my first day of school) although I do like how the ribbons on my bunches match the dress. Well done The Mother. Anyways, enough of laughing at me at…
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We’re gonna lose ourselves, I promise, this time it’s you and me for evermore
I’ve a confession to make. It’s been 5 days since I last blogged, actually it’s been 5 days since I last thought about blogging. As such, I have too many things to talk about, too many things to think and…
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