Wednesday, June 9, 2010

Paris Day 7, BYE BYE Paris

Paris FINAL DAY.-Wednesday
Our class was extremely lucky, for the first time EVER this class got to visit and have a 2 hour presentation from the men’s ready-to-wear product manager, the accessories product manager, and the freelance sunglasses designer who works directly with Marc Jacobs who is the creative designer. It was so inspiring. It actually for the first time ever made me want to go into this industry. They are amazing! I can’t begin to describe how brilliant it was. Truly a once in a lifetime treat.
Heather and I just visited a couple bridal stores, ran into some funny things, like Aladdin’s ‘a whole new world’ in French… not so good. Some other things I am far too tired to write about. We did find the UGLIEST shirt in Paris, haha so so so bad. Modeled on Heather. We saw it at a department store a almost gagged, then when we were walking we walked in to the flagship store, unknowingly, and when we found it we about died laughing. Hideous. The picture doesn't even do it justice because the coloring in real life is even worse. Seriously this is about a $500 shirt... EW. It was raining all day which was a little annoying, but it was fine. We got lead to a great crepe place. Naturally I got two, a lemon and cinnamon one and a nutella with banana. Both delicious. Cheap too. Happy bree. I also found my Paris souvenirs. Pretty hair barrettes. We depart at 430 am tomorrow…………. Early start.

Italy here I come.
P.S. Why the Paris Metro Rocks.
 Vending machines in every station with Bueno Bars in them! Sweet. AND the trains come every 3 or so minutes so they aren’t as full and there is barely any wait. They are clean and smell fine. If you got push in, on the tracks you wouldn’t have to decontaminate yourself for days to get the smell and filth off. No sewer or rats on the tracks. And basically there are SO SO SO many trains that you can honestly get anywhere by getting on ANY metro and just transferring once or twice. The only thing that NYC has on Paris is that when you get out of the metro in NYC you can tell which way to go, here, there is no hope, no grid, just chaos and SO many diagonal roads.

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