Hello guys! Paris Lifestyle Blogger. Welcome back to my back-to-the-future sartorial site, dear fellow time trekkers. Some call it crazy luck. I call it heaven. Built in , the Passage du Havre was given a supreme makeover during the s Photo by T.
The blouse. Truth unfolds: This 19 th century foxhound-toting fashionista felt quite nostalgically at home. Of course, we have beaucoup designers and fashion houses worldwide to thank for re-igniting our love affair with the puff and the frill.
With buoyant heart on sleeve: It was difficult to stop at one top. Cutting to the chase: Tops with ribbons and bows galore Photo by T. Got passion for fashion?
Cuckoo for a steal? I hear you. Nothing gives me more pleasure than finding flattering garb at a discount price. Totes, I say! Especially with a black choker flirtatiously slashing the neckline.
Triple threat: A look not just reserved for stage actresses! No, monsieur! So get with the program, guys. The revel is always in the details. Not since the s have sleeves chill-axed such an air of breezy outrageousness Photo by T. Decked out in an upside down crayfish-like pouf with gathered puffs in all the right places. Not since the flirty thirties s, that is , have airy sleeves flaunted such an air of cray-cray outrageousness.
