When I grow up, I'd love to be like Iris Apfel (92).
Heels, no less than 10 centimeters. Always. They're kind of glued to my feet. I prefer clutches over totes, because what would a girl need more to carry with her, than a Chanel lipstick, and a bankcard. Coffee at café de Flore, and tea & macarons at Ladurée. A stroll in my back yard, Les Jardins de Luxembourg, where one can find me daydreaming about La Belle Epoque, at least once a day. Always carrying a copy of The picture of Dorian Gray with me, and when the going gets tough, Strawberries & Nutella cheer me up. Wardrobe mantra: Dress-up-dress-up-dress-up. Oh, and I do work. In fashion of course.
P.S. You can always call me for a glass of bubbles...