After being majorly disappointed by the revision of the Petite Malle, I decided (or at least I thought) that I was not going to buy one. I had passed on the opportunity to purchase one, not once, but twice. However, I'll admit, it never left my mind.
As time passed, I discovered that there were several different editions released that were not bought for the US market. Boy, was I happy that I waited! After doing extensive research, I finally found THE ONE. It took my breath away at first glance and I just had to have it. The only problem was the bag was only exclusively made for France. What is a girl to do?
Tra-la-la! Enter DH. After seeing me overly obsessed with stalking the French Louis Vuitton website, he took it upon himself to book us two roundtrip flights to spend a weekend in Paris to search for my THE ONE. Keeping in mind that I did not have a reservation for this bag (which was told to be completely sold out), I wandered the streets of Paris searching for it. And finally, the final stop at the mothership. I had a VIC appointment set up for other purchases that I had intended to make, but after going through 3 Louis Vuitton boutiques prior, I had basically given up. Enter monsieur Julien, a very funny and lovely sales associate. He hinted that he had one left on reserve but the client was not sure and he could not release the item. I went about my appointment, a bit heartbroken, but since I am here, I might as well make the best of it. Everything went flawlessly, as usual. At the very end of the appointment, as DH and I were enjoying our champagne and macarons, while waiting for the merchandises to be wrapped, Julien appeared once more. He was carrying a small, box-shaped item. He looked at me, smiled, and said, "I believe this one was meant to travel to the United States".
And it did.
So here is the fall Parisian haul (minus a few other goodies):
As time passed, I discovered that there were several different editions released that were not bought for the US market. Boy, was I happy that I waited! After doing extensive research, I finally found THE ONE. It took my breath away at first glance and I just had to have it. The only problem was the bag was only exclusively made for France. What is a girl to do?
Tra-la-la! Enter DH. After seeing me overly obsessed with stalking the French Louis Vuitton website, he took it upon himself to book us two roundtrip flights to spend a weekend in Paris to search for my THE ONE. Keeping in mind that I did not have a reservation for this bag (which was told to be completely sold out), I wandered the streets of Paris searching for it. And finally, the final stop at the mothership. I had a VIC appointment set up for other purchases that I had intended to make, but after going through 3 Louis Vuitton boutiques prior, I had basically given up. Enter monsieur Julien, a very funny and lovely sales associate. He hinted that he had one left on reserve but the client was not sure and he could not release the item. I went about my appointment, a bit heartbroken, but since I am here, I might as well make the best of it. Everything went flawlessly, as usual. At the very end of the appointment, as DH and I were enjoying our champagne and macarons, while waiting for the merchandises to be wrapped, Julien appeared once more. He was carrying a small, box-shaped item. He looked at me, smiled, and said, "I believe this one was meant to travel to the United States".
And it did.
So here is the fall Parisian haul (minus a few other goodies):
