I have had a full on day of researching galleries that I’m going to go back to this week. Vanessa needs to be in the know of what’s going on in the city whether it’s art, fashion or music as it all gets trickled down into styling. I get the jammy job of going to see it all, taking snaps and reporting back which is always good. I’ve made a big list of art exhibitions I think will be interesting and I’m going to go whiz around them all before the weeks out. They're are all open in the evenings so I’ll probably do some late-night runs when it’s quietest.
I found this tiny shoe-makers today, just near where I work and the little old man makes them all with his own nifty hands. I'm a little bit in love with the fella. Vanessa used some for a shoot last week and now i'm hooked on the place. He has them all stuffed with paper to keep their shape and he lines them all up like a proud father to each and every pair. The smell of leather always reminds me of when I used to clean my ponies tack, i spent hours trying to get it half as soft as these shoes. If i have time, i'm going to try and go back to squeeze my boat feet in a pair and call them my Paris keepsake shoes.
My eyes are dropping now. I need to be fresh as a daisy for tomorrow cause i've got a mega hectic day. There honestly are not enough hours in the day anymore. I thought only mums said that but it's true. I need Bernard's watch.
If you squint your eyes to the far left window of the old building below you can see where i spend my days. My beautiful old office building with the killer stairs i told you about. It's like a round yard with the statue of the horse and my road is called Rue D'aboukir which i still can't say.
i wanna sit on that horse though.
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