Léna Verselle

A peek inside my wardrobe…

Caramel mini skirt and camel mules on a cafe terrace

A mid-afternoon coffee outside, the sun high overhead, and nothing to do but answer a message. I had brought out my camel block-heel mules, the ones with the woven strap across the top of the foot — the comfiest pair I own, and the only ones that stay hooked on my toes when I cross my legs without thinking.

Lena standing by the marble table of a cafe terrace in a caramel mini skirt and camel block-heel mules, phone in hand — Leaving, but there was still one message to finish.

Lena sitting side-on at a cafe terrace, legs crossed, wearing camel block-heel mules — Legs crossed, coffee still hot.

Lena seated facing the camera on a rattan chair, feet flat on the ground in camel block-heel mules — Facing the camera, feet flat on the paving.

Lena leaning over her phone at a cafe terrace in a cream cami and caramel mini skirt — Three lines to write, it took me ten minutes.

Lena sitting cross-legged at a cafe terrace, her heel out of her camel mule — The heel slipping out on its own, as always.

Lena's crossed legs at a cafe terrace, her camel block-heel mule hanging from her toes — It always ends up hanging off the end of my foot.

Close-up of Lena's bare heel lifted out of her camel mule, the shoe hanging from her toes above the paving — Up close you can really see the gap under the heel.

Lena's feet in camel block-heel mules resting on the grey paving under a cafe table — Both feet down, just long enough to finish my coffee.