“You expected to be sad in the fall. Part of you died each year when the leaves fell from the trees and their branches were bare against the wind and the cold, wintery light. But you knew there would always be the spring, as you knew the river would flow again after it was frozen.”
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THIS WEEKEND was one of those lounging, hair up, no make-up and old films ones that are needed from time to time, when the to-do lists get too unruly and every email is a catastrophe to be solved. The city has been filling up again, mostly with tourists — French and German and other parts of Europe.
AT EVERY SUMMER'S END, we feature a round-up of the last of the summer whites. It's a wistfully beautiful compilation of all the things we love best -- ruffled white dresses with wicker, and boat rides and bicycle rides and sun-drenched terraces; waves crashing on sandy beaches, museums and French cafés, wide straw hats and belted linen dresses, top knots and golden skin, and that perfect lackadaisical late-summer vibe...
A new season is on its way and despite being a little wistful about the cooler breezes and first fallen leaves, we're excited about adding a few new classics to our beauty arsenal ...
It’s the time of year where you’re still dreaming of days on the beach with sun-skissed and golden skin, but at the same time, are longing for crisp mornings and cosy sweaters.
