My friend Scott and I love to adventure out and have photoshoots. In this spread, we were going for the typical Parisian romance story, all while draped in noir. I think everyone can agree that Paris has the best locations to shoot. Stay tuned for more! Tonight we want to replicate Meisel’s photoshoot at the Andy Warhol Museum, at the Centre Pompidou. After we are going to the exclusive club Silencio for a drink.
I remember my first day of economics class, my professor told us something crazy. In his Long Island accent he said, “If you don’t waaant to come to class, you don’t hahve to. If something mowr impoortant needs to be done, then do it. After awll, time is money.” What I learned that day was the term of how to be cost effective . It means you have 24 hours in the day, and the choice of how to use them in a way that benefits you. Tonight, I was extremely happy I took a gamble with my time.
I had a required film to watch at my university tonight. I also was invited VIP to my first real fashion party at Tara Jarmon. After begging my professor to give me an excused absence, I finally came to terms with the syllabus, program rules, and conduct code; if I missed class, I would be penalized. I had two options: wear a gorgeous dress to a fancy fashion party, or sit in a basement and watch a film that I probably wouldn’t understand anyways. The choice was up to me. It’s pretty obvious which option I chose.
After walking in I ran over to the sushi table and indulged. I didn’t eat dinner so after three casual mouthfuls of some of the best sushi of my life, I washed it all down with a glass of champagne that was handed to me. I was taken upstairs to the private room, complete with floral headbands, a DJ and the fruitiest cocktails you can imagine. Not to mention the dress I was wearing was hanging front and center of the VIP room. Faux grass lined the dressing rooms and tables. Ivy was wound around the railings and ceilings. The store was turned into a magical forest and the whole time I was surrounded by Tara’s beautiful designs.
I was there by myself, but I didn’t let my lack of company bother me. After all, it’s 2013 and if you have a smartphone it’s like your friends are right there anyways. I’m totally kidding. Not. I told the bar tender that the champagne was my only friend. It was, up until I met some awesome Parisians. I made some great connections and met wonderful people.
I had a magnificent time at the Blossom Party. One point off of my grade will not compare to the amount of fun I had tonight. From new friends, practicing my French, professional networking, and semi-browsing for a new winter coat, this party was so much fun. Thanks Tara Jarmon for having me and here’s an early Happy PARIS FASHION WEEK!
The 16th arrondissement has the reputation of being the most bourgeois area of Paris. And luckily my apartment is smack-dab in the middle of it. There are wonderful shopping areas, fromageries, little cafés and everything chic you would need while living in Paris. At the very South of the 16th, in the « Village d’Auteuil », there are private alleys filled with small beautiful houses and little backyards. I managed to sneak my way into one (the gates lock behind you) after a woman left. I took a lot of pictures because this exclusive area was so beautiful. It would be a dream to live here - and obviously I had to dress the part!
ma premier nuit à Paris