I'd like to take a moment to tell you all about the book I'm reading and thoroughly enjoying. It's The Elegance of the Hedgehog by Muriel Barbery. The story is narrated by two very different, yet similar characters (and can I tell you how much I love stories with multiple narrators?). Paloma is a twelve-year-old genius, who lives with her parents in an upscale Parisian hotel. Instead of flaunting her intelligence, she hides behind it, only letting her true self shine through in what she writes. With a calm and matter-of-fact attitude, she decides that on her thirteenth birthday she will commit suicide, because she does not want to lead the same meaningless life as that of the adults she knows.
Renée is the other narrator, and she is the concierge of the hotel which houses Paloma and her family, among others. Her life is also a facade, in which she hides behind the image of a typical concierge. Physically, she fits this role, however, her hunger for knowledge and culture contradict it. She reads everything from philosophy to Russian literature, and devours film after film. All the while she makes every effort to appear simple and forgettable.
I just got to the part where a new tenant arrives at the hotel, a Japanese gentleman, and he intuitively recognizes that neither Paloma nor Renée are who they claim to be. I can't wait to find out what happens next!
I realize this has nothing to do with clothes, but sometimes a book is so good you just want to gush about it. Thank you for letting me do that!
Ivory cardigan: Old Navy; navy tank (underneath): Old Navy; dark wash skinny jeans: Old Navy; orange and yellow necklace: Anthropologie; brown braid belt: Loft; tan suede wedges: Sam Edelman, Hemline Boutique
Song: Strawberry Wine by Deana Carter (Man this song makes me long for summer!)