Feeling Tres French

Something about this polka dot Modern Hearts skirt made me pin it against my hips and proceed to comically swish my hips back and forth as I strutted across the living room, going "ooh la la" and smoking a fake cigarette between my fingers. Clearly it made me feel French. Clearly. And I'd totally wear a beret with this outfit if I owned one. But instead I went for the next best thing and, in typical French fashion, added a striped top in neutral colors, and accessorized in all black. All I needed was a skinny black mustache painted across my upper lip and it'd be perfect. Tres chic, no? Confession: For the first half of the day I didn't have the...