June 29, 2010
Fact: Paris sometimes feels like a giant pop-up style magazine.
I had to ditch my brown brogues and blue jeans today for suede loafers, gingham and my old sweater, but it rained leaving me bored at work and I didn't feel like going through too much trouble. Not thrilled about the way it turned out.
Here’s a look I put together (I would normally wear to work) with the items available from French Trotters and no, not the horse breed from Normandy.
Tote from Filson , crisp white shirt from Margaret Howell, Beige suedes from Opening Ceremony, Monocle, scent from Comme des Garcons and trousers from Nom de Guerre.
Labels: French Trotter