Yesterday I was sporting a beanie and leather gloves, wondering if the feeling in my toes was the beginning of frostbite. Yesterday I was drinking New York cawfee and listening to Lou Reid.
Today, I'm taking my bare feet and hot sun burnt skin home after a glorious day rolling around in the Melbourne Summer sunshine. Today I've been sipping on French wine and listing to the beautiful soulful French voices of Brigitte and Lou Doillon.
I'm very easily pleased. It really doesn't take much at all.
And so another wonderful So Frenchy So Chic festival comes to an end. And yes, just another wonderful weekend in this little life of mine. Doesn't get much better.
Hope your weekend was just as beautiful.