Photos by Jack
I confess, Christmas sentiments have hit me hard, and the gold jumper and festive nails are out. I think it's because of the hyper-chill that's attacked my little FrenchVille - it gets so cold these days it's basically unnatural. All the more so when the thickest over-garment I seem to have brought to France with me is this vintage blazer-esque thing whose buttons are purely decorative. It's also about 4 sizes too big, so I have to roll up the sleeves to avoid being mistaken for a scarecrow. All in all not a great combination for when the thermometer starts hitting the zeroes.
Actually Jack is the true culprit in all this Christmasiness - he came to see me and remind me of every great (and/or notsogreat) Christmas song there ever was. On that note, I hope all your Christmas shopping is going well and you've sent your Christmas wishes to all your respective Santas - I'll probably be posting my list of desires on here and hoping that someone who loves me reads this blog=)
(vintage jacket; H&M shirt; Zara jumper, jeans and shoes; Topshop jewelry)