Very early in the morning, as the sun is rising on Paris, she goes to bed.

Play of lights and shadows on the staircases of Montmartre. Her flowing and airy dress swings through the rythm of her barefoot.

Lovely and carefree Mlle Montmartre…
Charming, mischevious and so elusive…”

Tonight, she has left a burst of laughter & a mist of perfume in her wake…

“Let the charm act” is her motto!



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