Ok, seriously, Parisian women (now including my boo Ciara) are the most stylish, elegant creatures. WTF. Coming from Cape Town to Paris, I felt like the biggest bum ever. I mean I do love me some Cape Town, but anyone who lives here can agree that this place is no style hub. 

More like a tacky mess, but look I’m not one to gossip. Anywho, I spotted this fantastic mother in Le Marais in Paris, and she blew my mind. HELLO, pumps, a graffiti LV bag, AND her kid strapped to the bike she was peddling. Too much. Loved it all.