To start the day, I never tire of seeing my baskets go by filled with lovelies; note her matching pink shoes; she was in a pink mood today though she is a redhead: My elusive chic shopper was back, this time in a pair of metallic flats, a pale blue sweater (cashmere no doubt) and a dark blue skirt. She is pure effortless class, always looks fabulous, a whiff of Europe, always a little mysterious, but she's not an aloof snob. She is my ideal French Basketeer client. She had her large Eze tote with her again; love it!!
I guess the good mood carries over to me too; I went to get a few bunches of cherry-blossom-type branches and I got carried away (thanks to vendor discounts) and got a bunch of lilies and blush roses and snowballs; they were all beautiful, and I thought I would sell the large Cap Ferrat Fuschia basket and the flowers, composed: