I’m going to say it, but I’m scared:
My friends, I believe it’s Spring.
I am scared because it’s the kind of phrase you say a bit too early and then boom, the day after, it turns sour.
Yet, all the lights are green: a daffodil on my balcony, magnolias hatching in Palais-Royal, the first lunches outside… And this irresistible will to leave without socks on… I dare not believe it, my friends, it’s Spring!
With the season change also comes the great wardrobe reshuffle. Exit winter clothes, we went through the cold season valiantly. Thanks for your loyal service, but it is now time to pass the baton. It’s time for change… make way for fresh and vivid colours, for linen, for prints… It’s Spring, my friends!
You raise your eyes to the sky to enjoy the first sunrays, we slow the pace, we make a wish list: Victoire candy-pink suede trousers, a 71bis flounced cuff, Entrudo raffia flip-flops (even if it is a bit early)… This hint of optimism, which takes over us despite everything. No doubt, it’s Spring!
Have a nice weekend and have a nice time voting,
Camille
