It is not you, c'est moi!

So, A few weeks ago, I dropped mt dearly beloved laptop. If you ask me, it is a sturdy one, since it did not give in until the second time it fell from my one-armed attempt at opening my house's entrance double door down the solid concrete entrance steps. I managed to temporarily fix the screen, but, of course, it was a matter of time. My apologies for the absence.
Also, seem somewhat fixated on some of the coolest, understated, chic, "French way of dressing" pictures/items/ideas/books and have been reading/browsing for the last 4.6 hours.
Oui, Je suis amoureux de toi, élégance intemporelle!! Dire que tu m'aimes aussi.

Hugs and Kisses,

Une fille editing l'Atelier's Closet.