Spring arrives quietly. With it comes a return to light. Florals reappear with intention, and structure feels deliberate yet effortless, framing the body without restricting it. In Paris, it lives in the everyday: morning light through windows, silk catching the air, lace against the skin. Pieces are chosen with instinct, worn from morning to evening without overthinking. A season of balance between softness and form, and delicacy and presence.