Ode to My Fashion

Bonjour!   I am feeling Parisian in this outfit. Is it the beret? Is it the “petits pois” (polka dots) print?     I am not sure. I am rather pretentious to call my outfit Parisian when I have never set foot in Paris (the Charles the Gaulle airport transit area does not really count). I have no idea what a Parisian look is, other than what I see in magazines and the Internet. I do not follow any Parisian except from a few African bloggers and content creators. I am not sure that their style reflects true Parisian style.     Beret – stolen from my Mother    Coat – Boutique in Petersen Market   Cardigan – Uniqlo (so old)   Top – Numero Uno   Skirt – Zara via  Numero Uno   Shoes – Numero Uno   Necklace – gift from my Mother     What is really a Parisian style? Based on the Americans, Parisian style is effortless and chic, whatever that means. Parisian women have a “décontracté” or laid back style. They carry themselves with a certain desinvolture (casualness) – yes, I am going to show in t

Dakar is a wonderful city; on any given day, there are many events taking place. During the month of Febraury, there was the Dakar Restaurant Week organized by a group called "Cooking with Aziz and Friends". I talked about it in a post about Valentine's day. But to recap, the deal is to try restaurants in the city of Dakar for a week at a affordable price. Several restaurants offering different cuisines participated. You could opt for lunch or diner, but the best part is that you had a complete course with starters, entrees and desert plus a drink. Before the event, I had made up my mind to try places I never go to, avoiding the ones that are easily accessible to me. Yet, I ended up at places that were completly not on my radar.  Red Scarf - gift Black shawl - borrowed from my Mother Bubu - Zadada Sandals - thrifted Bag (pictured below) - Minawa First, I tried this sushi restaurant in the city called Osushi Bar Dakar. It was not actually the first time trying their food