Every girl needs a custom couturier, right? And if you don’t get to Paris very often, and can’t speak much French, why not just go to New Orleans instead?

Much of the stock at Fleur de Paris is 1920’s in style which doesn’t suit me too well, but there were plenty of lovely dresses and hats there, if only I could have afforded anything. Not even if we hadn’t eaten anything all the time we’d been here. One day, though. And in the meantime we had a lovely chat with their talented milliner. Kimberly Benn, if you happen to Google yourself, many thanks for being so welcoming. I’ll be back (as we say in California).