Day six: home time!

Eurostar day! Au revoir Paris....see you again soon!

Day five: Premiere Vision.

The big day had finally arrived! I was so excited for Premiere Vision as i'd heard so much about it. We got up mega early once again but at least that meant there would definitely be some breakfast left at the buffet (my main priority). I tried to look a little less 'shabby chic' and a little more..well, just 'chic' for the occaision. We all clambered onto the coach and it was only a short time until we arrived. It hadn't even opened yet, i've never been early to anything before in my life!

As soon as the doors opened we headed straight to the Cafe (typical) but we knew we had all day there so there was no need to rush. The Cafe was a disgrace though with no milk for my tea and no butter for my croissant! I was bitterly dissapointed if i'm honest but never mind. After our short break before we had even begun, we slowly wandered around checking out all the stalls. I didn't expect it to be so big it was quite overwhelming, we couldn't take photo's which was abit rubbish as i have a memory like a sieve so i tried to pick up as many leaflets etc as possible. There were so many amazing sights to be seen though just wish i'd dared take some sly pics! I particularly loved the area which was full of trimmings. I'm abit obsessed with them in general really, love a good button, zip or chain. The day was a complete whirlwind in which i feel i gained so much information which i know will really help me with trend work this year and next.

We headed back to the hotel around 4ish where we napped and then got spangled up for our last night in Paris. Just went for dinner and drinks with the FMB girls, was far too cold to be venturing out any further into the night!

Day four: Sacre Couer & Montmartre.

By day four i was very much craving sleep in my own bed and a very English cup of tea. We started the day by going down to Colette, where we had tried to visit the previous day but it turned out to be closed, nightmare. I absolutely loved Colette, abit of a Dover Street Market type shop filled to the brim with interesting pieces ranging from reasonable to extortionate prices. The VM was definitely abit special but obvs no photos allowed!

We wandered around that area for a while, hit Starbucks like the dirty tourists we were and then set off on our travels once again to the Sacre Couer. I'd heard so much about the SC and was reeeeally looking forward to visiting and it did not disappoint. The steps to reach it were slightly treacherous but defs worth it. I felt so..at peace? I am catholic but i wouldn't consider myself a religious person yet something about the building just filled me with awe. However it was during our visit that we discovered the untimely death of Alexander McQueen. Very sad news indeed, I've never been a massive fan of his work but definitely appreciate what he did in his time.

Montmartre was our next port of call. It was really nice but i can imagine it to be, like so many other places in Paris, so much better in Summer. There were a few street artists knocking around but not as many as I'd expected, lots of nice little shops to keep us entertained though so i wasn't too disheartened. I purchased a silver cuff from a shop in which the assistant was fascinated by our style, much to my delight of course. I've been giving the cuff some serious hammer since being back in the UK, I'm pretty much in love with it.

Finally we really wanted to visit the Pompidou centre as recommended by one of our tutors, and it seemed to make sense just to power on and get it done as we weren't really going to have any other time to see it. The weather was really really cold by this point and my bones felt like they were frozen but with the mindset that i wasn't going to be visiting Paris again for quite some time, we soldiered on. The Pompidou is an amazing building as the photo shows and inside i bought some unusual postcards just for keepsake. Dinner was on the cards by this time so we took a little walk around and settled on (yet another, but who cares) Italian. The food was immense, defs the best meal of the week so far and the place had a real Moroccan vibe? Strange but true.

Day three: Champs elysees & Musee du louvre.

Wednesday thankfully did not begin at ridiculous AM which i was definitely grateful for. We didn't leave the hotel until gone 10am, so nice. We pretty much just walked around Paris for most of the day, down the Champs elysees, hit a few shops and then headed to the Louvre. I'd never been before so i was pretty excited to see the Mona Lisa despite being told by everyone i know that it is tiny and quite rubbish....i actually loved it. Not sure why, i guess it's just nice to see something in real life that you've read and heard so much about.

We also went to Angelina's for the sickliest hot chocolate i have ever tasted! Basically pure melted choc served by a very rude waitress but by this point i was just expecting rude service so it wasn't a problem.

Day two: Versailles.

Tuesday was the first full day of our trip and it required yet another early wake up call. On the coach by 7.45am was not very pleasant but i was really excited about going to the home of Marie Antoinette as i have seen the Sofia Coppola interpretation of events, in which Kirsten Dunst plays the protagonist, about a million times. Slight exaggeration there but i really do love that film.

So off we went, and to my delight we watched the film on our travels, i think i was about one of five people that was actually awake but never mind. It took us a ridiculously long time to get there because of traffic and i was getting a bit sicky, naturally, toward the end. But as soon as we arrived i was filled with glee to set foot in a place Kirsten had previously graced....Jokes. I was just excited to be getting a taste of history, i wouldn't call myself a history enthusiast or anything but certain periods of time and the culture of the people living then really interest me. I could literally see the revolution happening before my eyes (in my head) ha!

The palace was truly beautiful, there was so much detail in the decor and it all seemed so ornate i almost felt like all us tourists were intruding on something that should just be left be. But that would be depriving the World of something beautiful and i suppose their is no point in that. I particularly liked the gardens which was just a huge maze with fountains placed here there and everywhere, i can only imagine how amazing it would look in the summer time.

Once we had looked around the palace, we headed off into the town which was filled with quaint cafes and restaurants. We decided on a little bakery turned cafe which smelt devine and gorged on toasties, omelette's, teas and tarts. We were not only impressed by the food but also by the clientele, with most of our time being spent admiring a very handsome gentlemen whist trying to determine his nationality/job/personalty/status. We should really get lives of our own. He was definitely French though.....and most certainly giving me the eye.