So today we were sent to YSL to look at one of his collections with indian inspirations (we hadn't a clue where we were going: great start). By chance we bumped into a native that worked there and were lead through our first parisian snow storm to our destination.
To be honest I was glad to be out of the snow but found the show distinctly dull and most unhelpful in terms of helping us with our up and coming brief. (Needless to say my friends and I made a swift exit after realising that the gift shop was almost as useless as the exhibit).
On our way to the Musee Baccarat, which by the way was stunning and intriguing but disappointingly small, we stumbled upon a little market where we indulged our inner shoppers and bought matching bobble hats to keep warm and some crepes to keep us going.
Having spent two and a half days in Paris there was only so long we could go without craving shops, having fulfilled our daily 'educational requirements' we hit the Champs Elysees. When we got out of the subway we couldn't see 2 feet in front of us, with only the shelter of an umbrella and the aid of some broken french we stumbled through the sea of white until we found a little cafe down a back street.
We walked in to be met by sheer silence, it would appear we'd stumbled in on a male dominated local. Nevertheless we sat and had some good old girl-time and stuffed our faces. Soon after we hit the shops and treated ourselves. As the evening drew nearer and nearer the general consensus was that a trip to "angelinas" the famous hot chocolate shop was in order. We headed back down to the Subway, on our way however there was an Allsaints-esque sculpture that i couldn't resist.......
Angelinas - By nightfall we'd found the famous Angelinas and were drinking some of the best chocolat chaud i have ever had. The 3rd day was lovely, full of bonding and beauty and one i will never forget.
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