Week Eleven: London’s shining

What happened to the London I’ve always known? I feel a bit lost when I leave my home without friendly harsh freezing gusts of wind nibbling my face. I slowly begin to realise that my 76th umbrella may survive to its British experience.

Yes, London is S-U-N-N-Y, sunny. Hardly believable, but it is. Without any doubts, there are more people in bikini tanning on Regents Park’s grasses than on the beaches of the whole Florida. If I don’t want to be mocked when I come back to France, I’d rather try not to get sunburned!

Even at the office, things have changed; some of my colleagues now come to work wearing shorts. Who said that England was very strict regarding traditions? Actually, our team is a very special one; they used to mix with eccentric stars. It’s the best way to be a cool and trendy young Londoner. Maybe this is why one of our journalists is now wearing very nice Ray Ban like sunglasses. It wouldn’t be so surprising if he hadn’t kept them even in the office!

I don’t want to be rude, but he is still far from reaching the top style level of our French president… Karl Lagerfeld, beware! A new fashion king is born.

Posted Monday, May 12 at 12:38 by Raphael

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