Remember me telling you how I wanted to go to Paris last weekend but I couldn't? Well, I went somewhere else instead: to Nantes. Two hours on the train and there I was, closer to the ocean. The first day is also the story of how my crooked legs got to be on show when they weren't intended. Since me whining constantly about the rain and cold seems to have paid off (I think the gods were tired of hearing me and decided to give me a sunny day), by the time I got off the train and to the hotel, my feet were cooking in the black tights I had on. So off they went. Needless to say, long walk + no socks + closed shoes = omfg I have a huge sore blister on my pinky toe! Aaaand I pulled a Marilyn Monroe moment when I passed over a street vent. Whoops! Not many people around, thankfully!
Now back to the serious stuff, Nantes is a lovely city. Really big! I've said that I might move there after I finish university. Extra points for also being where HellFest is held. And there are so many places to see! My top favorites were the botanical park right across the street from the train station, Le Passage Pommeraye, which is this gorgeous shopping gallery with classical decor, huge columns and lots of victorian detail and finally, La Cigale, that you can not pass by without going in for a café gourmand or ice cream and to admire the breathtaking Art Nouveau decoration, it's truly as if you stepped back in time to the 1890s.
LaChatterie peplum top, Romwe crimson velvet skirt, H&M scarf, New Look bag, vintage velvet blazer