I have often pressed my nose against the window of Didier Ludot in the Palais Royale and dreamt of the red carpet occasion where I might be royally frocked in vintage haute couture. It's funny how the imagination can run wild with a small glance and thoughts can multiply into a thousand different scenarios in the space of thirty-seconds. The hallucinogenic power of the fabulous dress is under-rated. The emotions that can race through the body - danger, disaster, disappointment, impulse, seduction and ecstasy...It is amazing that window shopping has never been classified along side other naughty substances! Je plaisante, really....I am just kidding, but it can be a very addictive past time.
My flirt with temptation came in the form of a Nina Ricci 1956...pretty, don't you think? xv
Didier Ludot
125 Galerie de Valois
Jardins du Palais Royal
75001 Paris
+33 140150104
image taken outside didier ludot (far too dangerous to go in....)- me
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