There are some holdouts from Fashion week here in Paris. The line outside Balenciaga was fierce, the ladies who lunch and shop were in fine form on Avenue Montaigne. How do they walk all day in those shoes?

This guy was right up my alley

Comfort AND style! And I like this guy's hat and 'man bag.'

And this guy, hard to tell but those are hot fuschia socks he's got on with his suit. NICE

In more practical items, a new twist on the "hello kitty" phenomenon

I give you "Hello Toro" - now there's something I'd wait in line for!

I had more time (no huge downpour) to browse the sculptures in the Tuileries on another perfect day. Here's the front of that sculpture I was wondering about the other day. Of course it's the sons of CAIN.

Cursed, the restless wanderer and his sons. Jealousy really bites you in the ass. (esp. the murderous kind.)

Oh, just another day in the garden.

This one? Tears, - the good samaritan is always such an emotional image.

Oh, little bird.

And finally this, Komitas's haunting eyes, the dried flowers at the foot of the sculpture.

I am so lucky to see these things.

I think there is an angel on my shoulder

p.s. GO HOLLAND (Pays BAS!!!!!)