I'm back after a whirlwind wedding weekend, and back to Paris we go! Let's go shopping, shall we? I have a sneaky suspicion that some of us blog ladies could be lethal shopping companions, oui?
(On a side-note, Glitterista and I were discussing a blogger rendezvous at next year's Fashion's Night Out... who's in?!?!)
As the fashion capital of the world, Paris boasts a lengthy list of lust-worthy designers. This lady was in hea-ven. Let's shop!
"I fell. I fell in Dior, so I decided that the more I purchased, the less they think of me as the American who fell in Dior." Yes, ladies, this is the site of Carrie Bradshaw's infamous spill.
Strutting to the Chanel in Place Vendome to try on some jewels.
Reunited with my love on the Champs-Elysées.
Amazing window displays... hot air balloons and Louis suitcases!
How lucky am I to have a husband who loves to shop by my side and spoil me silly? Until tomorrow, mes amours...