Doesn't mean much to us here in Australia - however there are a few diehard Francophiles around and we like to celebrate in our small way.
Me - I marked the occasion by wearing my favourite Picasso top that I bought from the Art Gallery of NSW of all places.
No, I wore my top more like this
|Pic from Messes of Dresses|
and summoned up my inner goddess - complete with head band and sultry look. Well, ok, not the look. Only Bridget can pull that one off. Trouble was, I was so busy working my look that I forgot to take a photo. Never mind, I'm sure you'd much rather see Bridget ;)
Now I guess that I should have spent the day eating croissant with my good friend and fellow Francophile, Glamorous Neighbour, but she was busy walking across the Harbour Bridge with her current house guest from PARIS!!!!!!! I shall call her La Parisienne! (I haven't seen much of GN these last couple of weeks - helloooo over the fence - hellooooooo, but I'm hoping to catch up with GN and LP on Tuesday for some café and a little practice in speaking French).
So I spent a lovely day shopping for some clothes for hubby.
Just as nice :)