Last Monday we received an invitation to attend a chic cocktail party at the Kenzo boutique located in the posh “Golden Triangle” district just off the Champs-Elysées. Following Monique’s heady rise to instant celebrity status after her all too-brief appearance on 60 Minutes, we were ready for another shot at stardom.
We arrived at the appointed time and place and were greeted by two lovely ladies who explained that we could get our photograph taken. Chic!
Monique stepped up to the Kenzo backdrop to get her photograph taken. The brilliance of the paparazzi flash cameras going off all at once was blinding, and she was momentary disoriented.
It only took her a minute to regain her composure. She has learned quickly how to adapt to fame!
Then I stepped up, looking as cool as can be in my Club Room cotton shirt, Banana Republic corduroy trousers, Royal Mer Bretagne wool sweater, Gold Toe socks, and Rockport shoes. But where were the paparazzi?
After the photo shoot, I thought that I had really looked cool, until two guys dressed in Kenzo fashions stepped up…
…looking much cooler than I could ever hope to look. Coolness is so fleeting!
Feeling chagrined, I went over and got a glass of champagne. It wasn’t just any champagne, it was Mumm. Chic!
Then we nibbled on fancy hors d’œuvres. Chic!
In the women’s department I saw a pair of chic shoes that would look good on the feet of a leggy mistress. General Petraeus, are you listening?
We looked at men’s fashion. I saw a jacket that I liked, as well as a shirt. The jacket cost 800€ and the shirt 165€. That’s way more than I can afford to pay! Maybe fortune will come with fame. Then I can buy it!
It was a fun evening, mingling with the chic and cool crowd. Thank you Kenzo for the invitation to your psy-chic cocktail!
51, avenue George V
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