What a joy it is to welcome the arrival of June with such pomp and circumstance! After the Cannes Film Festival, Roland Garros and the Monaco Grand Prix, it's almost time to call it a day. Yes, I'm talking about a very specific time in the media, but one that accompanies the end of a blessed season, the one that heralds the end of school.

No more French, no more math, no more physics. Yes, I was stuck in high school, but what can I say ? I felt martyred by teachers tired of being underpaid and having to teach kids who don't listen to them.

I don't have a recipe to make all this more digestible, but if the state started by paying teachers with more dignity, and refurbished schools and all facilities so that children could learn in good conditions, then maybe we'd be on the road to a fairer school where teachers and pupils would go to classes feeling less like they're going through the ordeal. Having said that, if it hadn't been for school, I wouldn't have become this magnificent human being, half-normal, half-dingotic. Because that's the key to a partly successful life.

Knowing how to accept one's qualities as well as one's flaws, one's cracks, is the key to life, as Stevie used to say. And the best way to get there ? I give it to you in 1000, it's to treat yourself and give yourself all the tools you need to achieve peace of mind and joy. You need to know how to let go and treat yourself to a pair of one of my creations. Why should I do that ? Because life isn't worth living without Blanchet.

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