And on that note, I bought my first Parisian Vogue in the airport on the way back to Berlin and it was as visually stimulating and provocative compared to the American version as I expected. It seems everything I thought of Paris is more than living up to all my high expectations. I particularly loved this mother/daughter spread with Sasha Pivovarova by Mikael Jansson. Maybe my maternal instincts are kicking in...or maybe these are just really pretty pictures.
Photos from Fashion Gone Rogue.