Le Coq Sportif


I’m not sure where or when my affinity with French things started, possibly it stemmed from the love I had for my first Lacoste track-suit top or the coveted beige Le Coq Sportif woolly jumper I owned that went oh so well with my wrangler semi-flares (back when those things mattered). Maybe it was my first sip of pith-tastic Orangina or the Croque Monsieur I munched on whilst holidaying in Frejus..