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Rags & Feathers.

Je ne regrette rien.

Tuesday, November 13, 2007

Breathe out, it's fall...

Our sketchy jewel of a Parisian apartment has one particularly charming feature: slim to no heat. Here is what I wore to bed last night...
2 pair socks (one woolen)
1 pair leggings
2 tank tops
1 long-sleeved shirt
1 hoodie
1 knit sweater
2 scarves
1 coat

YEEP.
I am off to indulge in my morning espresso and almond croissant.
You are loved and missed, friends.
Posted by Rebecca at 2:11 AM

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