There are few cities that can compare with Paris in terms of luxury. The City of Light puts all the luxurious pieces in to one perfect package and then tops it with a diamond-encrusted, sparkling bow. Paris is a playground for luxury lovers, and for a select few, money is no object.
This, my friends, is not something you want living in the most chic city in the world. Now, not everyone visiting the City of Love will be there as long as I, but indulging in a bit spoiling is always a good idea. In November, I visited Salon Samuel Rocher for a little beautification—shampoo, conditioning treatment, cut, style and manicure—all which were desperately needed. Seriously, you have no idea. A full-service salon, Samuel Rocher is located in the posh 16th arrondissement.
My stylist spoke no English, but he certainly spoke kick-ass hair, because my mane looked better than it had in recent memory. And to top it off, the charming and talented Samuel Rocher was snipping locks on a lovely lady in the chair next to me. After seven years of restoration, the hotel is open for business.
I experienced my first Paris Fashion Weeks during September, and it was all of that and more. The pulse of Paris was palpable. However, after visiting Showroom Alexis Mabille, I might reconsider my position on the miles. Alexis was kind enough to open his showroom located in the 2nd arrondissement especially for a few of my friends and moi. Just holding one of the hand-made dresses left me with butterflies, especially since most of them cost more than I made during my first year teaching.
Hey, you get what you pay for, right? Having a car and driver might not be that big of a deal to a man. You see, walking on the cobblestone streets of Paris in anything higher than two inches is a sprained ankle and busted knee waiting to happen, especially when Champagne is involved.
