Sunday, I return to Paris, and I fully intend to make a mad dash toward my closet. I left all my winter clothes behind, and while the United States has size inclusivity down packed, the quality leaves much to be desired. Why is everything so damn shiny here? Why can’t I find decent wool trousers? Can a sista get a silk blouse? Must everything be polyester? As you know, I’m someone who reads labels and actively avoids fast fashion. Zara is as fast as I’m willing to go.
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