My Inner French Girl

I’m having way too much fun with this. If I could go back in time to last February, I’d start a blog called “My Inner French Girl” because if you think about it, it would accomplish the exact same thing as this one: endless pictures of Paris, drooling over macarons, all-white European apartments, and a (un)healthy dose of Gary Oldman for good measure. Man, if only, right?

This week my Inner French Girl is going out for a casual stroll. I don’t think she has a job, because it’s a Thursday and she’s got no where to be. No, I’m not living vicariously through her or anything. I don’t wish that one day my life will include walking along the Seine to the Grand Palais for no other reason than I want to see it, why? Why would I want a life that includes stopping into my local bakery and picking up a crusty baguette and wandering where the day may take me, the Eiffel Tower always in my view? God, that sounds horrible.

1. Tank / 2. Skirt / 3. Cardigan / 4. Wedges / 5. Satchel / 6. Sunglasses / 7. Lipstick / 8. Umbrella / 9. Journal / 10. Baguettes

I legitimately want everything in this picture. That tank top, the cardigan, the shoes, the bag, the umbrella, and most of all the baguettes. I could subsist solely on French baked goods if someone would let me. My dad actually bought me that journal years ago for Christmas. It’s Italian and the pages are bordered with this beautiful hand-dyed marbled paint. It’s really spectacular and I should start writing in it. My Inner French Girl writes in hers. She sits on a bench in Parc Monceau and nibbles on her baguette while she jots down little observances. Un homme et son chien amble by and he smiles warmly at her. It starts to rain lightly so she puts her notebook and what’s left of her baguette in her bag, pops open her umbrella and heads home.

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  • If I were that French girl, there wouldn’t be anything left of that baguette except crumbs. I don’t understand how people don’t eat all the bread there. All of it

  • Très chic! I like everything and I guess that means I have an inner french girl that wants to be freed. Could wear the outfit for a romantic picnic with Pierre and we would stuff ourselves with baguette, brie and red wine ;)

  • Polka dots stripes and red lipstick?!?! You really know how to pull at a girl’s purse strings. I’m contemplating buying those shoes and skirt NOW.

    J’adore votre fille française!!!!

  • “I don’t think she has a job, because it’s a Thursday and she’s got no where to be.” hahaha. love this. everything you picked out is amazing, but i really adore the skirt and red satchel. le sigh.

  • I have to say that the thought of you walking around in those sweet wedges makes me a little nervous, but everything else sounds just amazing. The glasses! The red lips along with that red satchel! The striped sweater with the polka dotted umbrella! Simply perfect. Now I need to drown my sorrows in some bread.

  • Of the many things we miss about France, BREAD is the number one, always-lament-about-it-at restaurants-and-in-the-mornings thing. We lived above a bakery, and let me tell you, a gourmandise served with your coffee in the morning by a smiling French boy is AWESOME.

    Why did we come to London again?

    Hm…my inner French girl didn’t realise how good she had it when she was actually IN FRANCE. What an utter clod.

  • Oh your menus have gone all bold :-)

    Where’s the homme? Perhaps it could be a GO lookeylikey, and what sort of dog would he have? Can you tell I’m getting with it?! It’s a cleverly put together post.

    I love the cardie and the wedges, not so much the satchel on account of me being too old. I also love that you haven’t linked the baguettes to a baguette in a shop, ha!

    x

  • Oh, I love this next installment of Inner French Girl and all things you included for her stroll. Does Inner French Girl have a friend [raising my hand]? :) My daughter recently ruined my MAC Viva Glam, so it’s time to go lipstick shopping. I was thinking of going Lauren’s route (Truly Red by Laura Mercier) and the one you have above looks nice. There’s no rule that says I can’t buy two, right? :) Au revoir…

  • “Why would I want a life that includes stopping into my local bakery and picking up a crusty baguette and wandering where the day may take me, the Eiffel Tower always in my view? God, that sounds horrible.”
    Why, indeed? :D

    “If I could go back in time to last February, I’d start a blog called “My Inner French Girl” because if you think about it, it would accomplish the exact same thing as this one: endless pictures of Paris, drooling over macarons, all-white European apartments, and a (un)healthy dose of Gary Oldman for good measure. Man, if only, right?”
    Well, that or My Inner Mrs. Oldman – blissfully ensconced in Paris! :D

    Seriously, though – I adore the stripes, the litle red satchel and the red lipstick. The one thing that makes my heart sing, though are the cat-eye sunglasses – so, so chic! I’d snap up a pair if I had a clue what they’d look like on me ……. :)

  • 0h so perfect. the satchel, wedges and red lippie: so, so perfect xx

  • Omg I would get fat just living above a french bakery even if I didn’t eat anything. Just on the fumes.

    I’m so sorry to break it to you sweetie but someone got there first….. she started yonks ago. http://www.myinnerfrenchgirl.com you should connect with her as she seems to have the same obsession as you. She even has a bookshop and calls her blog MIFG which is a bit too much like MILF for my liking. Bring her into the circle! x

    I can’t help thinking she has hairy armpits, is that wrong?

    And I’m slightly disappointed there was no link on the baguette as I really wanted to see where it would take me.

    Missed you American real girl xxx

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  • love the combination of colours and patterns! great picks, thanks for sharing!

    xxx
    Olga
    Freddie & Cinnamon Jewellery

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