photo courtesy of Hermes
I’ve never been a person of precision; don’t really follow recipes exactly when I cook (pinch here, pinch there, and then I wonder why it doesn’t always taste the same or…good) or always take the most exact route somewhere. Things become even more challenging when there’s metric conversion involved. For example, while setting up the treadmill here, I confused 2.2 km for every 1 mile with the actual 1.6 km (it’s 2.2 pounds for every 1 kilogram, isn’t it?) and then wondered why it took me longer than usual to pass the measly 2-mile mark. But at least in my conversion confusion I managed to run a bit more than I’d planned on, which then turned out to be a very good thing since that day ended with another case of food coma…
Do you suspect that I am really moonlighting as a food critic in Europe? Er, maybe not, but sometimes some good Thai food really hits the spot.
But OK, what’s with the first photo, you ask ? Well, after several disappointing visits to the few Hermes boutiques around here, all I managed to bring home was the winter catalog cum magazine,
which has some very nice articles to practice my reading comprehension. But alas, it is that photo on page 70 that requires no French language skills to appreciate its essence:
So they’ll continue to tease and tempt and torture me with these exotic Birkins…with none available for purchase. I still want the “boutique experience” with the first Birkin, so there’ll be more unhappy store visits until the right one comes along. And I suppose when it does, I might have to take it with me even on the treadmill!
When we celebrated embarking upon Year 3 last year, I’d cheekily mentioned adding a blue jumbo classic bag to my collection. A blue bag did come and go this year (turns out navy is a hard color to get just right), but for this year’s anniversary entry, I thought I’d feature some of my favorite creepy crawly bags instead to mark numero cuatro.
For Year 2’s anniversary entry, I recapped the year. I can’t even begin to do that this year since it’s been a huge blur for me. Hours seem to get shorter while to-do lists get longer on a daily basis. But busy is fuel for a restless soul like me.
So as I enter Year 4 literally blogging from the road, I thank you for joining me on my trip through this thing called life. Travel and fashion are so much more fun when shared!
PS: I’m sorta thinking a matte gold gator to add to the mix… maybe for year 5 
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Tags: anniversary, jumbo classic bag, year 4
Today’s blog photos are of other sins I’ve committed on this trip that have nothing to do with Chanel. They are instead the ones I try to purge by walking everywhere as much as possible and by trying to keep up with my workout routine.
The problem is, the more I walk in this brisk Fall weather, the more my appetite seems to build…
and at some point I’m sure all this food will catch up to me. But with an abundance of wonderful vegetarian/fake meats and fresh produce here in Europe, it’s been pretty fun to host “American” lunches with hamburgers and hotdogs for my friends…
Then we all go back to our respective abodes and take a siesta. Food coma followed by a nap is about as universal as it gets.
