I went with Maurice to the American Embassy for him to apply for a visa but because I didn’t have an appointment along with him, they wouldn’t let me in. So I walked around the area a bit-it’s right off of Place de la Concorde-then went into WH Smith and bought a book and decided to head home.
I thought these stockings/socks and shoes were interesting. There were across the street from Hermes in the window of another shop. Maybe Prada? Anyway, the last time I wore some shoes similar to those-remember Candy clogs?-I fell down some stairs and my then toddler son came over and asked me if I had an “owie”. I sure did. Nothing broken, just bruised. I never wore the shoes again.