Recently I had the privilege of taking a business trip to Paris, France. The trip wasn’t long, and while there was time for an otherworldly meal at a bistro (think new heights gastronomic intensity), there wasn’t time to do much more than work. However, I did get a chance to stop by the popular Parisienne store Colette. I had been hoping to find some unique chotchkes to bring back w/ me to NYC, but I could find none. Instead, I felt like I was browsing a museum store, with a selection of 60 euro t-shirts, all of which can be had in NYC for less. I should mention the sneaker selection was nice; the few styles they had were high quality.

The one thing I did purchase for myself, strangely enough was a US based magazine Wax Poetics. Little did I know I would wander across an interview penned by a relative, in a magazine I don’t normally read, in a hip boutique in Paris, a city I haven’t been to in 10 over years. So I purchased and paid museum store prices. And it was worth it on the flight home.