Ah Paris: at once beautiful and grimy, luxurious and down at the heels. And truly, when you've got a little Chanel No. 5 behind your ears, you should have the confidence not to care that your sweater is stained and your stockings are nothing but ladders.
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Great creative writing! Fits the photo beautifully.
This doesn't look like the best place in the city to be advertising Chanel.
Hi Anne. I've enjoyed your blog for a while, but haven't commented until now.
Your post reminds me of my last trip to Paris. I took the RER/Metro to my hotel instead of taking a taxi so I could save the 60 Euro to buy...Chanel No. 5. I was doing soooo well until the very last escalator up when my suitcase tipped and I tipped with it, skidding head-first down the escalator and scraping my elbow and hip and getting a nice escalator-burn mark on my rear end.
But I was not defeated! I took my bruised and torn and battered self right to Galeries Lafayette and I bought that well-deserved Chanel No. 5.
Study in contrasts indeed.
Thanks for your lovely blog!
Amy: Sounds like you deserved that bottle of perfume!
Starman: That's the thing about Paris. This was taken in a very nice neighborhood...it's just that even nice neighborhoods have some incredibly dingy corners.
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