Le Bon Marché… “My Hero”…
Feeling… “déprimée“…
Depressed…
With… “le tourbillon de la rentrée”…
Walking… dejectedly…
Bypassing…
The great… the grand… and the lovely…
Le Bon Marché…
I… quickly… stealthily…
Guiltily…
Hurled… myself…
Through… the blond wooden…
Swinging… doors…
Of the… deliciously sumptuous…
Most… chic…
Most… elegant…
Department… store…
Le Bon Marché…
Is… a world of…
Beauty… luxury…
Its… nonconformist…
“Et… très très Parisien“…
My mood… lifted…
My spirits… soared…
Sheer pleasure…
Enveloped… me…
Gliding from one department… to the other…
I… find myself…
In… a world…
That is… Magic…
No… healer…
No therapist… psychoanalyst…
Could have the same uplifting effect… on one’s psyche…
Following the fabulous heady smells… wafting from the black and white “Parfumerie“…
Fragrances… irresistible…
Discombobulatingly… sexy…
Ascending… the escalator…
I am overwhelmed… with the Haute-couture…
From Roland Mouret… to Dior…
Yves Saint Laurent… Lanvin…
The legendary Louis Vuitton… Chanel…
Gucci… and Balenciaga…
All were… disturbingly stunning…
Very… covetable…
On the way out of this… gorgeous haven…
I… glimpsed…
A huge devastatingly glamorous… black hat…
Trying it… tentatively…
I… felt…
Transported…
Into… a world of…
Decadence…
Mystery…
Where time… stood still…
“RR..rr..rr..rr”…
My… mobile…
Was ringing… persistently…
Irritatingly…
Jolting me back… to the real world…
“Quel dommage“…
However… feeling…
Buoyant…
Daringly… edgy…
“Pétillante“…
I dreamily walked out onto… Rue de Sèvres…
Until our… “prochain rendezvous“…
Le… “magnifique“…
Bon Marché…
You’re…
My… “hero”…
Merci…
a.
That is one fine hat and becomes more stunning a bonnet when situated on the head of “a”. My compliments on your choice and your descriptions.
Lynn,
Thanks for the compliment on this amazing concoction of black “tissus”…
It landed on my head on a whim… only for me to feel absolutely fabulous wearing it – boots and all.
a.