After a month long stint shooting for Robot 2.0 in Chennai, Europe was calling.
My fabulous friend Rocky Star was showcasing his new collection in the Eiffel Tower and he roped me in to walk as his showstopper on Saturday evening. The Spring/Summer colection was unveiled at London Fashion week back September and Rocky hit the London circuit with an absolute BANG – Paris was in for a treat!
With only forty eight hours to spend in the city, we were determined to squeeze in as many thmmings to do and places to see as possible. The last time my Mum and I were in Paris was seven years ago and that was purely because we had an emergency landing en route to the Miss Teen World pageant in USA, hence why this time had to be special. So let’s call it a work slash girly weekend combo!
First things first, we ditched the suitcases and popped out to say bonsoir to the Eiffel Tower… as well as grabbing a midnight snack whilst we were at it. A traditional crêpe was at the top of our list.
Eiffel Tower – check.
Crêperie – we had a problem.
We found tonnes of crêperies dotted on every corner but they weren’t the real deal. It required the skill of a local Frenchie to make it. Don’t get me wrong, we still ate it 🙃 but we knew there was better out there! It was then my mission to hunt down the best crêpe in Paris. Keep an eye out on the next blog post.
Over the weekend, we had breakfast overlooking The Louvre, discovered the best brunch in the city, sipped champagne in what felt like a palace, and talked the night away under the stars with a plate full of strawberries.
Basically, the list of all things to do consisted of filling up our tummys and tantalizing our tastebuds.
We did however, throw on the good old google maps and actually walk from eatery to eatery. All about balance, baby!
Jet lag was actually on our side too. For those who know me, they’ll tell you that I’m not really a morning person, and to allow a minimum of thirty minutes before any sort of conversation can commence, but because of the time difference between India and France, I was actually wide awake by 6.30am which meant we were up and at ’em by 9am. My ladies and I then had the whole day to wander round the capital taking in the sights; it felt so surreal in the morning time with the quaint streets to ourselves.
The event itself was like any typical fashion show, crazy and cayotoc, however I was blown away by Rocky Star’s beautiful show pieces. As the lights sparkled on the 11th hour throughout the Eiffel Tower, the runway was set alight with the models and I felt like an absolute Princess closing the show in a stunning second skin-like gown with hand sewn jewels and detailing. So thank you Rocky… it was a magical!