When in France the Parisians would often point at my cheeks and squeal with delight.  They loved my little rosy, posy cheeks and would often call me poupée…little petite poupée frolicking in the autumn leaves in a velvet skirt and slip on shoes…

{chazzer shazzer coat, gifted scarf, american apparell cardi, gifted zara shirt, self-designed velvet skirt, office shoes}

Ps.  I did want to take a picture of me throwing up the crisp, orangey leaves, revelling in the joys of autumn, but just where I was standing was a big dog poo and so decided against it. Ahhhh the joys of London….

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