This week I'm on vacation. Who said holiday back home told my parents in the Vosges. Who said cold Vosges said. Who said "cold" sweat. Who said jumpers said suitcase.
So with a big suitcase full of sweaters ( not even true because my mother saw my suitcase told me: "have you taken your summer business," the concept of cold Vosges is really not the same ) I came to spend the week in the cold of the Vosges.
Except that (because there are always a "but" and that in this case it is not a "but", but "except that" [ I think I lost world road there ]) and 3 / 4 my clothes stayed snug in my bag because I am not even bother to dress, preferring to spend my days ranting in pijama ...
Blogger I am unworthy!
But I'm not throwing tomatoes at once, because today I made an effort: D
I went out to face the cold intergalactic Vosges, moving story a little time with my girlfriend Mathilde. To do this, did bring in my suitcase that ridiculous jacket and a vest-in-mesh-to-pass-the-wind-in-through, I decided to don the Irish mega chunky sweater my mother find the bottom of the attic ( was true in the cellar, but who cares ) sweater that will fit in my suitcase probably not beyond.
I'm back from my little trip downtown ( from the time when there is a pedestrian street you can call it a town center right? ) with gaunt, dry hands and feet cold and especially with the clear intention to pass any Tomorrow my warm in my old pijama ahah
Blogger unworthy I'll stay!
Beret Vintage - Sweater Bergere de France - H & M Skirt - New Look Boots 
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