During Fashion Week, I saw so many tall, thin, young people with beautiful bone structure, that I felt as if I was walking through the pages of Vogue as I walked the streets of Paris. Since this is a fashion mecca, there is a fashion museum called the Palais Galliera. The entrance is as beautiful as the clothes inside.
The expositions are all temporary and Azzedine Alaïa is featured until January 26, 1014. If you’re not a fashionista, you would still recognize his clothes since he has dressed rock stars like Tina Turner, Madonna, and Grace Jones. There are no barriers between the clothes and the public, so as tempted as you may be to touch the pieces, do not! Even photographs are not allowed (so that they can sell you postcards in the gift shop), but a friend snapped these before security intervened.
Just a few blocks away the Village de Noël at Trocadero and the Quai Branly offered a smaller more intimate version of the Village de Noël on the Champs-Elysees.
Colorful kites and small Alpine themed shops lined the fountains.
There was even a small ice skating rink and Santa greeting the children.
It was packed with locals and tourists, like all shopping venues before Christmas, but the difference
here is the unique view.
As evening approached, I headed back to the center of town
to the largest ice skating rink in Paris, set up at the Hôtel de Ville (or city hall). Admission is free if you bring your own skates, or you can rent them for $6. Most people came to watch the skaters, and for the comfort and safety of all concerned, that’s what I did too!
The light here really is pink.