An ambition of mine is to live near enough to work that I can get there en velo.
Now, this bicycle must have a basket; for nothing other than fresh flowers, baguettes and my future puggle baby; be extremely kitsch and streamlined and preferably black with a tan leather saddle.
This future version of myself will dress impeccably, a la mademoiselle pictured above (mais regardez ses sandales!!!) and will always remember rule number one:
A real lady should never straddle a bike, but simply strut elegantly at its side.
1 comment:
I adore your blog - you're a fantastic writer. As embarrassing (or possibly even sad?) as it is to admit, I've read far enough back to your tales about your adventures at French Vogue and I've enjoyed reading every line. I'm in the process of going to university and I cannot wait to get my claws stuck into applying for an internship, but to be honest, I'm pretty clueless as to how. If you ever have the time or fancy helping a fellow blogger out, a piece of advice or two wouldn't go a miss ha!
Alena x
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