Memo ParisFrench Leather

What does it really mean to be French? An apparent indifference. Not quite nonchalance. The bold scent of leather rising unexpectedly from a tender rose. A sparkle in the eye. Stylish, even at the most unexpected moments. Always your table of choice at your favourite café. The scent of suede in a handbag. A style all your own. Talent. Just the one cigarette. Lime. Taking your fate into your own hands. Taking trivial matters entirely seriously. Uniting opposites. Knowing every bridge over the Seine by name. Cedarwood. Knowing how to hide your prickly side. A glimpse of a shoulder. Charm. Never quite losing your way. Inventing your own family history. A beauty spot in just the right place. Pink pepper. Improvisation. Being right. Finding the right moment to slip out of your clothes. Musk. Kissing passionately.