A journal of sorts documenting the musings, ramblings, and advice of a coquettish girl with an potentially unhealthy obsession with bags and cocktail rings, who calls herself la couturier. A Carrie Bradshaw (or so people say) living in the oh-so-glamorous suburbia of New Jersey. Here's a [coquettish] girl who loves a lot of things, but doesn't quite believe in love just yet and considers dancing to be the best form of exercise. Writing and dance are her passions, but she's had long-term affairs with blogging, heels, ELLE, New York City, Europe, philosophy, her beloved Macbook, & boys who dance. Hardly an expert at fashion; simply one who immerses herself (in small dosages per sitting) in it. It is here where she presents her take on fashion, and her perspective on s t y l e : these are her dreams, her aspirations, her self, hoping to inspire some way or another.
Je m'appelle la couturier. A blogger, a fashion enthusiast, a freelance writer, and an aspiring stylist with an appreciation for anthropology and philosophy. Almost always in heels for vertical lacking, and armed with the largest possible coffee in one hand, journal in the other. Comment ça va?