Monday flânerie

At one point, I had had all I could take of smotherhood, and I went out alone. I had no plans, and no one to negotiate with, and it was delightful.

I walked past the Eiffel Tower over to Trocadéro, hoping for some good photo ops. Nada.

I decided to go to the Champs Elysées. Of course I saw a group of kids on a field trip, as seems to happen everywhere I go.

I went to Publicis, the awesome, upscale drugstore. No photos.

And then to Ladurée.

I was tempted by the pastries. Marc had bought some for his students the day before, and he ended up with the one that looks like a strawberry (he proclaimed it amazing).

But in the end I couldn't resist the macarons.

Of course I had to go to Sephora. This one is the biggest and the best.

cool display of my cute grandma's perfume

How pleasing is this?? I had to buy a few body wash scents to try. Among the options: vanilla, chocolate, caramel, mango, peony, verbena, lagoon, strawberry.

I also ate my favorite sesame camembert sandwich at Paul and watched some very mediocre street dancers, at which point I decided I was satisfied with my flânerie and returned home.

 

metro vending machine for your viewing pleasure

fancy metro station!