A definition of Hell
July 4th, 2006 | Filed under Insignificant Details, Life of a Starving Genius, Paris, QuickiesSartres says “others”.
I say: “others, checking out sales at a major Parisian department stores on a hot Summer day”.
On the other hand, that satin-lined tux is so gonna get me envious looks from every last pimp in the neighbourhood.
Yes folks, satin-lined.
2006-07-04 at 10.54 pm
Here is my tip to shop in Paris during the Summer sales in proper conditions, while saving money: wait for the last week of “soldes”.
“In proper conditions”, because the stores are then empty - of people… OK: *and* of decent goods, I admit. But here comes the second part of the bargain: the remaining articles are given away, AND most of them either don’t fit you, or come in ugly colors. So you end up buying… nothing! Hence the saving.
PS: Oh, and I’m in love with sateen-lined tuxes ever since I saw George Clooney wearing one so handsomely…
2006-07-30 at 6.38 am
“Go to Heaven for the climate, Hell for the company.” Mark Twain