"Hello?" Pt. 1

January 26th, 2016

Chanel's Haute Couture offerings were better than Versace, but no by a huge margin. The dress up there/over there is the only one out of 60+ that I actually liked. Sarah xx

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"Hello, duckling."

"Hello, Pug."

"Ah, so we're back to name calling now?"

"It comes from a place of love."

"If you say so."

"How were today's shows?"

"They were ok. I was pleasantly surprised by the Chanel show. Some of the designs were really nice."

"Really? Well, that's good."

"Yeah. You'll never guess what happened to me today, though?"

"Never a truer word said. Just tell me, it'll be easier."

"Well, Cara Delavigne- do you know who she is?"

"Yes. She's supposedly a model."

"Right, her. Well, she brought her puppy with her-"

"Puppy? Like, dog?"

"Yes, her dog. She brought it to the show, and as the show was closing and people were mingling after, her dog decided to pee on my brand new Louboutins."

"Haha! It peed on you. Wait, what's a Louboutin?"

"Louboutins. You know, red soled shoes. I was furious!"

"That's funny."

"No, it bloody wasn't. I had to go back to my hotel to change and was running late for my meeting with an up and coming designer."

"Well, you didn't have to change your outfit, did you."

"Yes, I did! The shoes completed my look and without the shoes, I didn't have a look at all. So, I had to change. Anyway, that's not the worst thing to happen today."

"It isn't?"

"Nope. I totally humiliated myself in front of the designer I was meeting with."

"How so?"

"I arrived at his studio and bumped into something. Thinking it was a model, because of the dress, I apologised."

"How is this humiliating?"

"I'm getting there. Anyway, as it happens, I bumped into a mannequin, not a person. Then- and this is where it gets embarrassing- I said, 'Oh, I'm sorry. I thought you were a person.'"

"Haha. You not only apologised to a mannequin, but you proceeded to talk to it? That's hilarious, not humiliating."

"You would think that. The designer thought I was cooked in the head. I was mortified."

"You are cooked in the head."

"I'm beginning to see why people think that of me."

"It's only now you're beginning to see it?"

"Shut up, Danny Boy."

"No, thank you. So, last day in Paris tomorrow, huh?"

"Technically. It's my last working day but I'm not travelling until Thursday."

"Oh, I forgot to tell you something."

"What? Wait, let me guess! You're pregnant?"

"Yes, I'm pregnant. You guessed correctly."