I saw the loveliest lady during lunch on the Champs Elysees. She displayed signs of maturity and wisdom...a life lived.
Dressed in a stylish suit skirt and jacket, fashionable low heel shoes and bag to match, she made her way down the beautiful staircase.
She was in the toilette of L'Alsae on Champs Elysees. This was no ordinary toilette. The walls and ceilings were lined with mirrors reflecting beautiful woodwork and flower arrangements.
She was meticulously applying mascara, lipstick, and perfume. In addition to her wrists, she spritzed the inside of her suit jacket lapels.
She then stored all her products, delicately placed in her attractive white leather bag.
Paris is beauty at any age....
My bag, well worn and scarred, contains a camera battery......
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