May 21, 2019

My Mum bought me a pair of espadrilles last spring –– a Moroccan spin on the classic –– that I’ve worn over a thousand times. They’re still in pretty good nick, despite the miles they’ve walked. But I happened on this pair today, a perfect replacement for when the braids unravel. I love the sugary, Fauvist colours, and the delicate lines of each flower. From Marrakech to the south of France.


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