In between tanning a leather cover for her diary and dashing off the latest oil for her “Endless Spring” series, Manon found time to crochet me this perfectly delectable garden for my tresses. Sweet child.
Guys. It's grown-up Madeline, and where have you been all my life? I have a nose ring and live in a château now. I take my flower arranging sessions very seriously. And Pepito? Not a bad hat in bed. At all. We have visitors from two to midnight. In two straight lines, we break our bread and drink our wine and go to bed and have the best night ever, and COME VISIT.
Come be mon ami!
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