I caught the bus down to Grandma's seaside home. Didn't get eaten by a big bad wolf (phew).
Raspberry tagging on the bus window with light streaming through.
Demure outfit for tea and biscuits.
It was a warm day.
For night, I changed the jacket and heels to go and speak French with my friend.
PS. At grandma's house she showed me a printout that my mom had given her. It was my
blog post about her lovely knitted goods! Loved it.
Tu es super belle
ReplyDeleteYup, the last ensemble works very well, even for a night at the opera (and not just Métro Opéra).
ReplyDelete@Parisack: Merci!
ReplyDelete@X: Merci également!