With Paris fashion week in full swing, I am doing what any wannabe would... keeping my eyes on instagram, holding on to Vogue for dear life (oh hey, Rih Rih) and pretending to be Parisian of course.
I've lived in New York, San Francisco and even briefly Australia (on exchange), so am in now way "travel deprived" but am still in desperate need of a Parisian get away. I've been to Paris, once ... in middle school! That same year I had a "punk" Courtney phase complete with a strong commitment to black tee's, too much eyeliner and flipped out pink tips, so obviously my taste level was at an all time low... I mostly remember complaining about too many stairs and not enough restrooms at the Eiffel Tower (middle schoolers are the worst) and gorging myself on snails. But on a positive note, I bought my first beret and discovered my life long love for escargot ... and butter.
Black Fit&Flare Madewell dress // Vintage red beret (similar) // Black Coach Willis handbag (with silver hardware) // Striped Forever 21 turtleneck (similar) // Black button Christian Louboutin pumps // Saks 5th Avenue belt via My Sisters Closet // H&M Rings // C.wonder Rings // Vintage silk scarf // Mac Ruby Woo Red Lipstick
Let's be honest, bloggers (myself included) can get a little annoying when it comes to fashion week(s). And although I love having my intafeed flooded with french pics, it can sometimes get a bit obnoxious (and yes, I do realize my annoyance is probably 90 percent jealousy... don't judge me). But there is nothing pesky about the fabulous Chriselle Lim or her parisian posts, I've been living vicariously through her all week long!
So I think a colorful trip to Parié is far overdue. And since my Boyfriend's name is Paris and macaroons are my favorite dessert (they're gluten free!) I feel like we should be able to go free of charge, wouldn't you agree?! Until Paris gets the message I'll continue to sport bright berets and semi-obnoxious french-esuqe hats that would make any true Parisian embarrassed to be seen with me.