C'est belle, la vie dans Berlin.

It goes like this, Sunday morning, la brunch pour huit euros, as much as you like, and such delights as baby spinach salad with parmegianno and pine nuts, grilled chicken, pancakes with maple syrup, or mozzerlla with beef tomatoes, you get the picture. A short walk through leafy and cobbled streets populated by damn good-looking couples pushing baby carts together - the novelty! - and you arrive chez Flohmarkt. And you find, a stella pour H&M trench for 5€. Unmarked perfect condition, though not your size darnit. Oh well, there is a state of the art, oversized cocoon shaped tracksuit top in the lightest of nylons by puma in a light aquamarine. For 2€. also perfect condition. and she's thrown in the trousers. that's my dance class outfit. and perhaps, yes, indeed, a black leather handbag with a gold chain for 5 and a voluminous silver blouse that couldn't be more du jour to wear with a belt cinching in and a black pencil skirt which is pretty Fendi. for 6€. apres ca? To see a Belle plus belle que la Moss avec plus de musical talent in the evening and in a metallic knitted playsuit and ankle boots and tights - oui, c'est Emily de Metric.