The place to be those days in Paris is the French Open Roland Garros. I’m not in. I don’t like tennis that much to suffer at back row while my TV allows me to sit comfortably at front row.

The fashion event this year was Venus Williams’ lace dress (wait for it) ,

An as usual scathing Karl Lagerfeld replies to Interview Vanity of May 2010 issue of French Elle.
Below some pearls. Bitting and funny as only Karl knows how to do it.

is a once-the-sun-is-shinning sport. A sunny weekend get lots of Parisian outside glazing their leather at the café terraces. The truth is you can understand that behavior only when you live in Paris and you crave for some sun all year long.

Most cafés have not got the place to set up a terrace. They feel free to use the sidewalk (yes) to do so, 2′ away from traffic and amid strollers.

In that mood, I found out at Montparnasse what looked the most amazing place to sit down and enjoy.

He absolutely was.

In just one month it’ll be one whole year that Michael Jackson  and his genius have passed away. I listen to his music repeatedly. I even get his video clip on my iPod. Once more he showed me that he was ahead of even fashion. No kidding. I wouldn’t say that he had fashion sense, but he certainly got style vision. He said himself that he wasn’t much interested in fashion, but on stage.

The model who’s doing it of course: Victoria’s Secret angel Marisa Miller.

Do you think that Harley Davidson bikers are gonna recognize themselves in the person of new Srping 2010 campaign babe? I can’t say. I’m not one. Do you think they’re gonna hit new customers? Sure!

I have been invited a few weeks ago to (pay) a luncheon at Caviar Prunier house at Place de la Madeleine, Paris. You bet I booked at the second I received the invitation. It’s been a while that I wanted to attend one of these evenings.

For $50 for sampling all of their products: salmon different fashion, sturgeon  and … caviar. Let me say it was the icing of he cake. Actually, I never tasted such a delicious caviar. I guess that each time I tasted caviar before that experience, it was like I was sucking the sturgeon’s teats. You see what I mean? A strong taste and smell from inside my mouth of iodine or tide.

I had the privilege to visit Mademoiselle Chanel’s apartment at Rue Cambon, Paris above the principal luxury store. I was glad to make it. Though the store and fitting room are known, the apartment itself is hardly opened to mass.

Once is not usual, yesterday I watched Basic Instinct, the first one, on TV. (I’m rather an Internet person, spending my evenings with my mac).

I realized that I barely remind what it was about. Ok, ok I remember that Sharon Stone drives Michael Douglas crazy mad after her. Thats the story doesn’t really wrap up and that there’s still questions

A beautiful tree with flowers growing up directly from branches

This photo exhibition of nomad population have been exposed on the barriers of Jardin du Luxembourg. The pics drove me so far away from Paris.

Marion Cotillard breaks out the French screen as Lilly, the sexy & fresh girlfriend of Sami Naceri in Taxi, a French film written by Luc Besson, and directed by Gerard Pires, of cops and cars in the streets of Marseille, a harbour city of Southern France. I was completing high school. I was dreaming that like Lilly’s boyfriend (Marion’s character) mine was half-gangster, half-sweatheart.
Time has gone since. She won an Academy Award for her leading role in La Vie en Rose. From the 4th sexy girlfriend role, she has became a powerful name in France. And it seems she’s making one in Hollywood. The shoot above is by photographer Ruven Afanador for Citizen K International.

I guess anyone has missed that the Costume Institute Gala Benefit held its 2010 edition last Monday at the MET.
Here is my review of the outfits.

I’m quite in awe with tulips.

It’s not a flower we get in the Caribbean. I remember I made one with plaster at 6 for mom’s day while my classmates favored roses. The first time I held one for real, I guess I was 18.
There are a lot these days in Paris. The bigger they are, the more I like them.

They do not last long unfortunately.

This guy got stuck from noon until I went to bed. It was 2 weeks ago.

May 1st is a holiday bank in France. We celebrate work day … by not going to work! How wonderful is that?