I wore this for another amazing Parisian Saturday filled with wine, lunch at the markets, cocktails, friends, late night dinners, vintage shopping and the beautiful autumn weather. On our way to Hotel du Nord for a drink, we got sidetracked into Le Comptoir Generale by the long line out front and a high wall facade that hid the inside from view. I though it might be a secret garden in the middle of the City. It was not a secret garden; however, I continue my search for one. It turned out to be a space that reminded me of a camp hall/SF bar/cheap vietnamese joint/circus museum/college dorm living room. Yep, I think that pretty much describes it to the T.