What comes to mind when you think of a Parisian woman? It may be cliché (and if you are French I apologise in advance), but I picture someone in a stripey sweater and midi-skirt, riding a bicycle along the Seine with a baguette in the basket or a small fluffy dog in the front basket.
She is probably wearing a beret, neck scarf or both, and definitely has red lipstick and a pair of Mary Janes on her feet.
Now in all honesty, my outfit is missing a lot of those elements, but my shoes are more perfect than I could imagine. They’re my new favourite, and I’m currently wearing them every chance I get.
When I put them with this outfit, I just felt that I was channeling Hollywood’s idea of a Parisian Woman.