(Moi Je Joue - Brigitte Bardot)I have a new girl crush.
Well, that's not technically true. It's not exactly that specific, nor is it exactly new (I did my A Level French oral presentation on this topic) but it was a passion that had sort of lain dormant for a little while:
The French 'Nouvelle Vague' Heroine.
Doe eyed and milky skinned, I'm talking Jean Seberg in 'Breathless' (gamine crop, Brenton tops, cute pumps and a tonne of gallic attitude), Chantal Goya (rocking the blunt chin-length bob) and Francoise Hardy (with her adorable mix of femininity and androgyny).
But more so than any of the others, my first serious fashion envy of 2011, Anna Karina.
Danish by birth, but lived most of her life in Paris, she embodies the gorgeous, nigh-impossible-to-emulate, kind of effortless chic these women are famous for.
Disclaimer: this minor infatuation probably wasn't helped by Tuesday's visit to an exhibiton about the Beat Hotel, followed by a bottle of smoky red wine in Le Beaujolais and then an evening at a Jazz club.