The air is lighter here. The world is beaming its approval. I'm skipping.
For HE IS ELECTED. It even made me cry seeing good old Jesse Jackson crying...even after what he tried to do to Obama way back whenever.
I gave money to the man playing the sax on the metro going to the American cathedral.
I gave money to the two men playing the accordion and trombone on the metro going to St Germaine de Pres.
I went shopping.
Le Bon Marche is a grande dame in department stores. It has this panache, you see, that the glossiest stores in LA cannot even begin to emulate, even if they put in the crown molding and imported an Art Nouveau glass ceiling for effect.
Aside from the furniture sections which I find absolutely luscious, the store doesn't actually sell anything different than Bloomingdales--
But, it has it's Parisian air of elegant savoir faire, and I just like going in there.
Today I went in specifically to look at their Christmas decorations. Last year I was blown away by them, particularly the confections that were made in Lyons.
Alas, there were no Lyons ornaments. And the Christmas area itself, was, how do you say? Not up to zee snuff?
But the rest of the glitter was in place. Our country has a new president, one we can be proud of, so I just wandered through the store looking like I'd swallowed whatever it is one swallows when they are hugely, smugly, totally thrilled with the way the election went.
YES!!!!!!!
YES!!!!!!!!!!!
I use to live near Bon Marche.. Boy do I miss just going there to shop for food and lace and make-up.. well just about everything!!
I Enjoy reading your posts!
Posted by: pat | November 16, 2008 at 09:37 AM