Wandering through the streets, Louise could perceive the sweet perfume of the neighbourhood flower shop. She stopped at the grocery, shared a laugh with the baker and decided to wander to the harbour to breathe in the fresh midday air.
She felt ready for anything, strong and determined, still flaunting her faithful 12.14. Made up of two sober and discreet flaps, Louise’s bag boasted a delicate Charlotte Beaude silk scarf, tied around one of its handles.