“I think I’ve got a dress for you,” Carole said to me. “My Balmain, you know it?”

“Carole. Ahem. You remember the last time when I tried on that little leather Balmain jacket, you remember how we almost died laughing? No, these things just aren’t cut for me. I love you to death!!! But no.”

“I’m not so sure about that.  I’ve been looking at the dress and I think it could work on you.”

Merde. Life can be so cool! You don’t really know what to wear to a wedding, and then you have a friend who comes along and asks you to wear her Balmain dress.  Just like in Sex & the City except for… well, no, it’s absolutely like in Sex & the City. And on top of that, you get to your hotel room, and then she asks you to go get a private manicure on an open balcony from the most adorable girl who takes care of, among others, Kate Moss’s nails.  And she knows by heart the nails of each and every celebrity.  Raaaah!  It’s a tough life but someone’s got to do it!!! Okay, maybe not so much, but you gotta love the idea.

And the worst is this: Carole, she’s a pro.  She’s got an eye for these things.

The dress.  I tried it on yesterday.


I want to spend my entire life in a Balmain dress. Voilà. It’s decided.

Off we go! Long live dresses!  Long life friends! And long live the bride-to-be!

Translation : Tim Sullivan