La Crêperie de Lagruère and the Julia Hoyt
I love mythology and all those goat footed, shimmering nature deities that populate the Greek and Roman stories of creation, lust, pride, and conquests. As a girl, I read them all and dreamt of wearing togas and laurel wreaths while swanning by the glassy pools as gods and goddesses frolic nearby. That Roman idy…
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