The French Woman by Garance Doré

The French Woman by Garance Doré

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So, I almost fainted the other day after a sauna, and I am not proud of it. It’s all my fault for diving head first into every health trend possible and then combining them in an unhealthy way. 

Here is my story.

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It was a crisp and clear morning among the fabulous sceneries of Somerset, and your favourite author (me) was on her way to Babington House in her small but mighty bolide. The music was loud, the pace—well, if she’s being honest, the pace was slow on account of her fear of driving and the actual size of her engine, but for the purpose of our story, let’s imagine she was darting through the landscape in a vintage Porsche—was high, and the spirits were too. 

She was back on her health (and vanity) journey and, at this point of her life, nothing made her feel higher than that*.

She parked her yogurt pot race car between a Range Rover and a Tesla, knowing her social status had nothing to do with her mode of transport. 

Soon anyway, her level of fitness would do the job. She’d come …

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