Friday, March 12, 2010

Y Paris is So Fashionable


The day is here! The YSL (Yves Saint Laurent) exhibit opens at Petite Palais. With tickets in hand, I am giddy with excitement. The prospect of all these exquisite clothes in one place makes me dizzy.

Out early to make the 10 a.m. ticket time, with stroller in tow. Security spots us and promptly pulls us to the front of the line and in a side entrance. Really?! For a moment I wonder if they are putting us in a room and forbidding a toddler access to this prized exhibit. Worry not, as we get immediate access to the event.

Awe-inspiring, jaw dropping appreciation follows. And the best part, Pierce actually loves it! He quietly considers many of the outfits and enjoys the videos. Mitch was prepared to shuttle him out if there were any issues, but he's a gentleman.

More than 400 outfits fill the galleries. Best of all, the exhibit is so carefully and beautifully executed it only adds to the ambiance. No photos are allowed. Which, I did not know until reprimanded (very politely), and, no I wasn't using a flash.

There are just no photos allowed period. I manage to snap two before security interrupts.

Glorious and sensational is the whole exhibit. I cannot resist the purchase of the official exhibit coffee table book.

Energy to burn after his fashionable and thankfully quiet contemplation of YSL, Pierce runs himself silly. A leisurely walk along the river is both relaxing and refreshing. Checking out the houseboats is something new. Always an interesting subculture of 'boat' people. The spotting of a propeller car is a highlight.

Back up to the Les Halles area and Pierce is pooped. The stroller sleeper accompanies us to lunch and we enjoy some respite from activity.

Following lunch we hit the streets again and Pierce jumps for joy on the trampolines in the Tuileries.

Jump off the metro and we pick up some fresh salmon from a corner fish monger. The fish turns out superbly, but the apt. will likely stink well into morning. Worth it for an at home feast.

Wine on the couch and the curtain comes down an another beautiful, fashionable day.

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