I took Immi The Greatest to Paris Fashion Week & we kinda shouted a lot of offensive things at the sky which I am not going to repeat...
I had the best time even though I got chumped by the Regina Staff (best hotel ever btw, look at that view taken from our window-above pic) into believing we were personally invited to the Chanel Show and the Chanel Afterparty (where I've would have firmly shaken hands with The Zahm, but anyway.)
Turned out the invitation was for another kid with a Y and an I in her name, so obviously we kindly returned everything to reception because that's what you do when you believe in karma. Hope you had fun LucyWithAnEntranceOnWikipedia, review please!
(above picture : Yes, that was slipped under the door too)
Having said that : really, Uncle Karl? And those Clochette Des Bois you sent up were beautiful. -We returned those as well, which in hindsight was a bit stupid, cos they probably died somewhere in a closet.
We did so much stuff in so little time, so I'm going to let these pictures speak for themselves.
Oh and hey, to all of you who welcomed me with your big hugs and smiles and gave me a brand new batch of inspiration : Ffffank you/Ü know who you are!
An A.V.E. (Allen Voor EEN) destroyer at F.F.I. I want one so bad. Truly genius stuff and she is rocking it. (#Patta!)
We laughed so hard. And shrieked like we had just stumbled upon a two-headed Ryan Gosling/JamesFranco figurine. And then we laughed again.
Juërgen & Pedro!
Suzy Menkes repping with her Dell. Can't get mad even if you wanted to.
I will never get tired of seeing these. Classic Immi Abraham.
The shoe & suitcase game.
Yes, shoes LDN + the leggings.
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