Please forgive the redundancy, but I just have to show some more Celine love. If you remember all the way back to October 2009, that is when my crush began. Then it only intensified by pre-fall, when I wrote an essay about my crush on Phoebe. I didn't cover fall 10/11, though, because by that point we were reaching some sort of critical mass of Celine praise, and who can compete with Tommy's up-close-in-the-details coverage?
So what I'm trying to say is can I please live in this house in Paris with no furniture and wear these looks every day on my long and lanky figure?