If someone ever told me that a day would come when I’d find myself drooling over my boyfriend’s patched up Barbour jacket, I would have laughed myself to death. But. It wasn’t until after I visited the home of the divine July Stars that it hit me.

Since then, you could find me rummaging through piles and racks of clothes at the Groucho thrift shop in Toulouse trying on practically everything that closely, or even remotely resembles the waxed cotton, ransacking my father-in-law’s wardrobe [I’ve told you about his closet, right? Arrrgh, it must have slipped my mind. I’ll set this straight, just you wait], as well as making indecent proposals to you-know-who so I might be able get my hands on said piece, even if I haven’t the slightest idea how to wear it.

Phew. Quite the sentence. Long as a Swedish night.

So imagine how delighted I was to have found a few substitutes in Stockholm that were inspiring enough to keep me ruminating on my latest object of desire. Ouais, I rack my brains thinking about utter nonsense.

Okay, I’m sure you know this already, but these cozy little quilted numbers can’t quite stand on their own without the help of skirts and other feminine touches.. Otherwise, you might as well be a card-carrying member of the CPNT* a.k.a. the hunting, fishing, nature and tradition-loving folks. Mais bon, something’s brewing and I have a feeling that we’ll bring this subject up again…What do you guys think?

Otherwise, Stockholm’s cool if you’re bundled up nice and warm and you have a thing for lattes. I always need a good reason to get my caffeine fix. Here, it’s the humidity.

I’m getting ready (I told you, I don’t always write at 7 am!) for the closing festivities tonight. Partay! Hmm. I’ll drink up for sure, though methinks no latte for me.

So, here’s the deal: If I’m back early, I’ll keep you posted. If I’m back late, I’ll keep you posted just the same.

You know me. I love writing when I’m completely wasted.


Bon. And if you don’t hear from me…it means I probably didn’t make it back at all.

Aaah! L’aventure…

Translation : Magali Eva Suárez & Tim Padraic Sullivan.