Fashion Party

Here are pics from the Fashion Party tonight. I can't really sleep so I'll be posting some more pics hopefully =) So I'm not even sure who the designer is for this party but it was at this place called Le 66 on 66 Champs Elysees. Maybe that is the designer. Who knows. Anyways, they were all about the fur and all their stuff was trop cher pour moi. This is me and Johanna messing with their accessories =) The night started out as a complete MESS though! So, originally we were supposed to meet our friend Lasana at the place but he had tons of school work and couldnt make it so Johanna and I decided to go anyway and meet at the Hand by our places (it's this giant statue of a head and a hand by the Eglise Eustache...I'm sure some of you know what I'm refering too). So right before I left, I decided to feed Lolita so that she wouldn't be hungry all night. I walked out of my apartment with the keys to my neighbors apartment and shut the door....without MY keys. I almost started crying. I couldn't believe that after not having electricity for two weeks, I'd lock myself out. All I had on was a Tshirt and jeans and my slippers cuz I was going to feed the cat and come back to get ready. So I ran upstairs to the cat apartment, got online on the freaky lady's computer and found my landlord's phone number. Ran to a random apartment below until someone answered and borrowed someone's cell phone to call my landlord. He said he'd rush over in 30 minutes. I ran back upstairs to the cat apartment, fed the cat and grabbed one of the jackets from my neighbor and ran outside through the streets of Paris with my slippers and a way oversized jacket to try to find Johanna and tell her about my mess. People were looking at me and all I could say was "Je sais" (I know). Anyway, I find Johanna by the Hand and we decide to get dinner (baguette and cheese) and have it by the stairwell while we wait for Jacques (my landlord). He ended up beating me and when we got up the stairs to meet him, he's freaking out about how his key's not working and that we're going to need to call the locksmith and that in Paris, they don't work this late at night. I start panicking and thinking that this entire apartment hates me but Johanna's super calm. My landlord runs downstairs so that he could get better reception to call the locksmith and the lady that lives across opens her door and asks "quelle est le probleme?". Johanna calmly asks if she has a bit of olive oil and we dab it on my landlords key and voila. We got in.

Luckily I keep a bottle of wine in my place so we were able to finish our dinner with some Bordeaux =) Anyway, here are more pics.

Maybe the abominable snowman look really is in. The fur was out of control. They had this jacket in 2 other colors =)

















100% Participation. We have this running joke with the peace sign. You'll be seeing that alot in other pics =) Anyway, the fashion party was actually pretty packed. They had free drinks from Cointreau, makeup artists from Calvin Klein and hair dressors from Mod's Hair Paris. We tried to get our hair done by the line was so long we couldn't get in. So we got our makeup done instead =)












That's Johanna about to get her makeup done.













This is us after our Calvin Klein makeovers =) We randomly met another HEC student and hung with him for a bit at a bar called Le Berkeley! (Go Bears!) Alright, I'm gonna see if I can upload some more pics =) Talk to you soon!