Paris in the rain.

Towards the end of my Paris trip I started to feel less like a clueless American and more like a Parisian. I had picked up a few key French words, understood the taxi routine (no hailing, you have to wait patiently in line) had the subways down, knew my way around certain neighborhoods and freely said merci! and au revoir! without hesitation. Our final appointments with Givenchy and Chloe were beyond beautiful and an experience in itself. Here’s a glimpse at the tail end of an unforgettable trip.

Carmel like browns and high necklines at Givenchy.

Rich reds, knee-high boots and slinky/feminine dresses and tops at Givenchy.

A sleek parted pony tail I can’t wait to recreate.

A view of the Eiffel tower from the Givenchy show room.

A fur vest and shark’s tooth necklace on Mallory from dressed.

Full bouquets of poppies were scattered about the Chloe show room.

Low and piecey pony tail/buns on Angelic-like models at Chloe.

Lace tops and braides at Chloe.

A pink floor at the Acne store in the Marais.

Pink flowers on our balcony.

A colorful ribbon shop we stumbled upon while shopping in the Marais.