While Madame was getting ready for her oceanside getaway and not blogging, I was hard at work covering Haute Couture week in Paris.
PFW is exhausting so I needed some fortification.
I ran into a couple of old pals in Saint-Germain-des-Prés.
Sadly, Choupette was not able to come and play as she is so busy with her new book and makeup line. Quel dommage!
I managed to grab a weekend flight into Nice with my new beau, Pierre. Isn’t he darling!
|Pierre and his bodyguard
We zipped around Cannes, San Tropez and Monaco. I love the Cote D’Azur.
Sadly, I hadn’t time to see Ms. Bourbon & Pearls in Corsica…
Still, we managed to put in the time.
Paul Bocuse is such a delightful roué and on the way back to Paris, we nipped in for a quick meal at Le Sud.
Delish. Who knew Lyon was so pretty?
I only had a day in Paris to shop on our return so I powered my way through Fauré Le Page, Cire Trudon, and Caron.
I contemplated buying one of the Fauré Le Page collars.
But opted for a little bag instead.
Then it was time to go home.
Time for a nap.