Surfacing briefly to report...
- Everybody should see a concert at Sainte-Chapelle. Especially if it is the Requiem. At sunset.
- COS: The most awesome store to ever not exist in New York. Well, possibly. But seriously -- they have a Topshop now, why not COS? From the people who brought you H&M -- COS is H&M's chic older sister, at a Zara pricepoint. Their specialty is ultra sophisticated not-basic basics...you follow? Also I am digging their rather snazzy grosgrain-handled shopping bags. For a "budget" store they have really nailed the importance of having a consistent (and consistently stylish) vision.
[Not my picture. Sorreee! But I did love that sofa.]
- You know, I have a pretty thick skin where my name is concerned, but watching French people wallow around trying to pronounce it for five minutes is progressing from funny to just plain sad (I beg them to give it up! It is a lost cause, that dreaded -th sound at the end, which they are unable to pronounce, but noooo - they think they will be the one to finally crack it). Settling for being called "Blight" as the lesser of many evils is a pathetic compromise indeed. OK, Americans have done this too and really they have NO excuse.
- Also. French eggs? I can deal with the day-glo orange yolks but what is up with them and their nasty strong sulfur taste? Also, ditto with the tap water. Though I think we may be able to blame the flouride and steroids and who knows what other scary chemicals we have gotten used to drinking in the good old US of A.