It seems like only moments ago it was Bastille day, we were drinking pale pink rosé along La Seine and enjoying endless balmy summer evenings. La rentrée provokes a Parisian behaviour that fascinates me: after a month-long slumber Paris turns into a frenzied “back to school” state of mind where everyone runs around crazy..tac, tac, tac…(which continues into the depths of fashion week until some time in October when the city resumes to a normal state of la vie Parisienne). It’s inconvenient for those like me who are desperately try to hang onto the last days of summer and the little bit of bronzage that still remains!!
It’s true, I am glad for the cooler days. It’s a relief to be able to wear proper clothes again, like my favourite blazer, and flats, and to feel a little bit sharper. So my approach is to refuse to get caught up in la rentrée madness. I’m drinking rosé and campari soda, jumping on my on my bike, stocking up on treats from my favourite places, having picnics and holding on to those last moments of summer. I’m giving a long lingering goodbye kiss to the summer whilst anticipating all the cosiness of autumn around the corner.