How surprising, I usually overthink various topics (from the emotional development of my children to worldwide geostrategy, which is quite a wide range of subjects).
But, thank God, I sometimes have nothing, absolutely nothing meaningful to think about, say or write down – and I know you’re ok with that.
I sometimes want to peacefully admire a snowy Paris, adorned with its white blanket and its defeaning silence (it brings silence into my head and it actually feels so good).
It’s enchanting, dreamlike, very dramatic, visually gripping and incredibly cinematic (it’s also a beautiful mess, but we won’t go this way, right).
Weill coat – Stuart Weitzman boots – Chanel sunglasses – Vintage gloves