fashion post number two. This gem can be found all around Paris and the rest of France. I've never heard of it back home, but I can definitely envision draping my body with these très cher garments. They are edgy, yet pretty. Simple, and yet distinguishing. And all the models have that angsty glare to them we all can recognize. And, if you visit their store (although, you'll have to fly to Europe.. sorry for the teasing) you get a huge, free newspaper thingy that displays all their clothing and bios of The Kooples. Which I think is the french accent way of saying couples. Regardless of how you want to say it, the look is pretty universal for classy gents and femmes, but apparently teenagers as well? I noticed a girl I was helping teach English for was wearing a Kooples jacket. She was fourteen. Fourteen and wearing designer clothes? Honestly, once you come to Paris and see the amount of drizzled up children in riches, you won't be surprised either. Later blog post to follow on the French love affair with dressing their children up to the nines. Oh and who are the Kooples? Haven't figured that one out either. I assume they are just some hot french couples lollygagging along the Seine.
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