Normally I’m not too keen on window shopping. If I’m not actually buying, then I can’t get excited about the goods – it makes me irritable (to put it politely). But the same rule doesn’t apply in Paris where window shopping is a national pastime.
It's also incredibly unpretentious, which is not what one would expect. A pleasant surprise. We all know the great (and ridiculously expensive) French brands but the reality is that we cannot all afford to pay €500 for blouse.