[April 12 2011]
She was a mixture of sweetness, this je ne sais quoi that moves you and touches you smiling, alive and discreet at once. A deep glance that was seeking more information. Was she shy? “A little too much sometimes…” as she had confessed to me, blushing and looking down with a big smile in a New York taxi.
Anne Laure, your glance will be missed.
Text Stephane Feugere