If any old photo nuts are out there who recognize this vision of loveliness, do please let me know! Photo, which seems to have been marked up for use in a magazine in the 1930s, discovered in Paris, at flea market stalls off Rue St Paul. I confess that expression-wise and tweedy-coat-wise, this lady might be mistaken by some for me. I have never, however, let a cigarette ash grow so dangerously long that Smokey the Bear might have to be called in. I'd say she's definitely French. Perhaps Marguerite Yourcenar on a *very* good day?
