[Sweater: Manoush] [Jeans: True Religion] [Shirt: Old Navy] [Belt: vintage] [Rainboots: Trenton] [Purse: Celine]
We rented a car early Saturday morning and hit the open French road. After navigating down the Champs Elysees, and around the Arc de Triomphe (probably the most dangerous place to drive on Earth), and another hour of less stressful driving, we finally got to stretches of uninterrupted greenery. We wanted to escape the noise of Paris in exchange for meandering country roads, cows and a delicious breakfast served in our room. Besides our B&B reservation, we had no set route, agenda, reservations or needs, besides finding some open and quite space.
On a similar but separate note, weekends in Paris normally include high heels, some item of uncomfortable clothing, jewelry, makeup and a good amount of sartorial pondering. But for our weekend in the country, I wanted nothing besides my favorite sweater. It is by a French brand that I hadn't heard of until moving here, called Manoush. The brand is wacky, classy, funky, very girlie but also gypsy-ish and all around indescribable in a good way. You can check the collection out here.
More pictures from the wonderful weekend to come...