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Les Foulards

Her hair was impeccably kept in place by a graceful Charlotte Beaude foulard as she drove towards the setting sun, singing cheerful tunes at the top of her voice.

Still adorned with her soft and delicate foulard, which now elegantly rested on her shoulders, she met up with a man who was adjusting his silk piece into his vest’s pocket. She tenderly helped him, taking the chance to appreciate once more the refined craftsmanship and exquisite touch of the silky fabric.

As Helios was ending his course to the West, she embarked on an extensive try-on session. Worn as a headband or a skirt, braided as a top or gracefully tied around a handbag handle, she was exploring the countless ways to enjoy a Charlotte Beaude foulard. 
Finally inspiration struck. She threw it on as a shawl and declared herself ready for the evening.

One thousand and one nights
One thousand and one nights

Both made their way to the reception, elegant as ever. Orange, terracotta, chocolate, pink, burgundy, grey, orange, camel, green or black… Graced by the rainbow of their respective Charlotte Beaude foulards, they formed a colourful and undeniably tasteful pair.

Throughout the evening, guests showered them with eloquent praises. While the ladies extolled the silk’s fine texture, the gentlemen admired the stylish look it conferred.
They even came to applaud when, later that night, she swiftly turned her Charlotte Beaude foulard into a fitted dress.

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