Saturday I pretended I was Holly…quelle adventure.I didn't go into Cartier’s on Place Vendome.There was a line and I’m a wuss. They’d instantly know I’m an imposter.
Instead Cartier’s on 12, boulevard de Capucine is less scary.
The doorman outside asked if I’d like something to drink while waiting. (There were already too many imposters inside). I said, “I’ll have a martini with an olive please”. We giggled and talked about what he really did (he’s not an actor, but an architect!). This is his weekend gig.
Once inside the double doors (for a brief moment you’re locked inside). One door closes and another one opens. I asked if I could take pictures. They said yes, but no jewelry. I immediately focused on the flower🌸 bouquet.
Who knew Cartier’s had perfumes? My friend Louise knew. She hangs out in those places. “Of course all luxury jewelry stores have perfumes. “Oh.” Cartier’s first perfume was created in 1980 with a stunning, ribbed red bottle. I got to try many. They were the most delicate, flowery🌸 ethereal perfumes ever.
I’ve always been crazy for their logo panther.
There are many beautiful bibelots with the panther 🐆 but not much for us ‘populaire’/ordinary folks. “Quelle rats”as Holly would say. Remember the silver telephone dialer you could buy at Tiffany’s and even get it engraved for a tener!?
After walking on air, I came down to earth and got a tea at Nina’s Marie-Antoinette. Their chandeliers are just fine for Holly and me.
I’m still drawing✏️ Audrey/Holly.
Once I’ve had the AH intervention… Meanwhile I’m getting pretty good at wafting into luxury jewelry 💎 stores. Any requests from the peanut gallery where to venture next PBers? 💋💎🌸🐆🍁🐻





















