Nothing like waking up a little later than usual, squirming into my lovers sweatpants AND white tee and heading out to Bastille Market to get our weekly dose of seasonal flowers, French patisseries and a warm baguette for Sunday brunch.
Sunday’s in Paris are such a contrast to the rest of my crazy week. For a brief, precious moment, I can forget the protocols and demands of my corporate world and fill a new, more enduring role – awakening my inner Parisienne.
I happily slip into my Zimmermann inspired summer dress, open toe sandals and a straw hat, le tout sealed with a swipe of my favorite Saint Laurent red lippy.
I’m sasha fierce….à la Parisienne.