My-Reason-For-Living-In-France just invited me to lunch in Paris. Who could turn down such an invitation?
So, I’m off. While there, I’ll take a quick look in the bottom of the soldes bins, you never know. There might be a hidden treasure.
Above is the Hotel d’Angleterre where I stayed Sunday night. It’s in my favorite neighbourhood, Saint-Germain-des-Prés.
Above, Catherine Deneuve perched upon one of those exceptionally uncomfortable chairs front row center at an imaginary Jean-Paul Gaultier show.
Tomorrow I have a surprise for you. I think you’ll like it.