Thursday, June 24, 2010

Mustang Shower Curtain

THE BEGINNING OF THE FRENCH REVOLUTION 2 °

Bonjour tout le Monde! You might ask why I speak French right? Well there is a sense and we'll only later my dear. Like every great thing that ends, they do another one again, like a pendant that swings between illness and wellness. Moreover, even Schopenhauer made this thesis a philosophy, then we can not be happy at the beginning of Paris Fashion Week! The fashion is that you have never seen so much.

All buyers and journalists are moved from Milan to the city of love. Obviously the result even fashion bloggers, which have become their own authority and true. Then you'll understand my sorrow for the departure of Bryan Boy to Paris. How do I do now to conquer knowing how far? Some Parisian garcon maybe I'll steal it, I thought. I had to intervene!

I follow his movements with the search fashion but unfortunately I have not done any kind of update of the software was useless. He had registered the new fashion homosexual. How do I? Easy, I forgot the new vital tool used by people to say their dicks to the whole world: Twitter! But what my eyes see ...

Bryan I dedicated a post? But then my photo with the Armadillos has really caught his attention! I was fantastic, which capture the latest trend gay using those crazy shoes. Poor however, is dying ... absolutely want to know how I do to have those shoes. But I do not know that I am the Queen and everything. Or rather, there was a transfer of sovereignty that allowed me this investiture. The queen mother Clare was wearing the most. By now she had become obsolete, having already used twice in different places. I've become the new Queen and Bryan immediately understood who would appropriate the nickname. Oh do not already have images with an editorial on some prestigious magazine together? Bryan Boy and I, the King and Queen. Him with the crown, I always with the Armadillo. TOP!

Twitter following reports the news Bryan will take part in the parade that exclusive Louis Vuitton. I received the invitation and I also knew that after this there would be a sensational party. What better time to approach Bryan! Maybe the friendship which binds me with the artistic director of the Maison, Marc Jacobs, will the jealous King Ok, there was no point giving them much thought about. There was only one thing to do. Book a flight to Paris and go to the parade.

Hours 13.30. Was in the city of blinding lights. The atmosphere was enchanting. Love Was in the air. I could cite a thousand romances. It 's true that this city makes po'tutti an effeminate. But it does not digress into these frivolities. I had a mission. Gargy prepares to win her prince charming!

18.00. The front row of the parade was pazzesko! There were just all the coolest fashion bloggers world.and has also made special appearances Veronica (you remember the Ginger of Girls Blog?). Many flash were upon her, though never to the same extent in comparison to those aimed at Bryan. Here he had come, come incognito hidden behind huge sunglasses. Meanwhile, later in the waiting room to greet and meet me now is Marc. He was thrilled to see me. You know we have achieved even with a bag in a special edition dedicated Chiara months ago, the Salad Bag.

19.30. Start the show. The lights go out, the spotlight is on them, the models. The outputs are been innovative in its pure state, so much so that I could not fail to capture a new fashion homosexual. After Chanel, you could not help but bring the innovative trend also on the male skin. Marc would have thought you! Thank goodness ...

TREND 6: fake tattoo logged

@ LOUIS VUITTON

At the end of the parade, when it was time to gather the applause we received from this, Marc has reminded me to get out My front-row seat and join him. I asked him to do so. I wanted Bryan to know that I was there, just for him.

21.00. The party begins. There were the most amazing star in the world. Here is a picture I took personally for my blog. Marc with his childhood friends. Pazzeski!

Meanwhile I wandered in search of Bryan. I wanted to be able to steal a moment to introduce myself formally. Maybe he was looking for me. Maybe we were turning around and chasing one another unwittingly. That is not a widower true? True? Uhm ... I was beginning to doubt more and more. Now the party was almost over. Lindsay had already left the party, rolling as usual do. We all know that when Lindsay rolls, the party can be considered completed and successful. So the guests were leaving the place gradually. Where was Bryan? I almost had tears in his eyes. I could not even find a Marc. Might have been tired and fled in their hotel to rest. "Ok, I'll do it myself.."

00:30 am. I turn on my pc from my hotel room. I go on the Twitter page and find what Bryan ...

I Gargoilles Notre Dame to be stood down. My screams were hungry came to the hill of Mont Martre. I could not believe it ... Bryan and Marc had left the party together and go somewhere. Maybe with a nice little move Marc took advantage of a state of intoxication of my prince holding it away? The photo I saw later on the profile of the designer left no doubt. Marc is also in love with Bryan!

Ok ... Dear Jacobs want war? And war is! I will not lose the battle without a fight. An eye for eye, tooth for tooth. Bryan will also dedicate myself a message of love, hoping that my outfit will create more excitement than guinea tee!

Total Look: Balmain (the straps, so to speak ...)

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