I come out of the Metro at St Germain des Pres and the first thing I see is Le Café de Flore. It's still surreal. I walk by the beautiful people who can afford eight euro espressos and then spend their afternoons perusing the incredible shops that surround my school.
All the brands I lust after taunt me from these shop windows every morning: Zadig and Voltaire, Dries Van Noten, Dior, Hermès...but what pains me the most to pass is Sonia Rykiel and here is why...
that coat looks like its made of rats j/k its prob made of silver fox or something, those dastardly french, killing foxes for hundreds of years, its a wonder they have any left!
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