Paris/Istanbul Diary:
It’s the first time we don’t stay in a hotel in Paris. We have a ‘résidence’ this time – a flat. We feel a little bit like ‘locals’. You go to the patisserie on the corner in the morning to get croissants (they had the butteriest croissants I have EVER had in my live – and I’ve had a lot – they were almost disgusting), you have breakfast in your pyjamas (for those of you who wonder: yes, I do go out to get food in my pyjamas sometimes – just throw on a nice coat and some boots and you are good to go) with a great view of Paris and then you dress like a Parisian and leave the house to do some shopping like a Parisian….wait a minute….dress like a Parisian? What’s that supposed to mean? Navy tights and Ferragamo flats? Or that typical Boho-Serge-Gainsbourg-Jane-Birkin-look?
As much as I like the Parisians, I do prefer Corey’s very special style: classy and chic like a Parisian, but unconventional, daring and slightly eccentric like a true fashion cosmopolitan.

Corey wears a vintage Ungaro dress, boots by Jeffrey Campbell and a ring by Van Cleef and Arpels.

©Julia Richter

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