Workshop in one apartment with Pierre Hermé
I recall pressing on the intercom button of LA MAISON HERME. “It’s me, Sharon” I said assertively, my heart pounding to burst just like a fragile crispy sweet macaron. The…
I recall pressing on the intercom button of LA MAISON HERME. “It’s me, Sharon” I said assertively, my heart pounding to burst just like a fragile crispy sweet macaron. The…