Tuesday, April 24, 2012

distr-Aix-tion

The absolute best way for me to wonder the streets (shops) of Aix-en-Provence without the dreaded huff and puff of The Husband in my ears is to keep him occupied. And what's the best way to keep him occupied (besides food)? With his new man crush, Mr. London.

We met Mr. & Mrs. London in Aix last week for an afternoon (hour drive for them, hour drive for us, the perfect meet in the middle), and as soon as we said hello, Mrs.London and I went our way, and The Husband and Mr.London went theirs.

First stop; Sephora for some summer nail polish. And let it be said, Mrs.London is way better at picking out nail polish colors than The Husband.


From Sephora we were only a hop, skip, and barely a jump from my friend, Zara, so it would have been rude not to pop in for a quick looksy. As in, looksy what I got...


Are they jeans, are they pants? I don't really care, they're fabulous.
And take a look at the shoes Mrs.London picked up...

You know what she said when she saw them, "I don't know if they're high enough" (she's a girl after my own heart, my cousin is), but I told her not to be silly, of course they were. For the record I would have loved to have bought the very same shoe but 1. I live in The LPV, so let's be realistic, and 2. I'm not a WAG, thanks to a shattered ankle anyway (that would be The Husband's, not mine). 

Since we're punctual, we quickly abandoned our shopping to meet the boys for lunch, who it turns out are not so punctual, so we waited, and because the waiters chose to ignore us, we waited without l'apéro, so we had to occupy ourselves with some people watching... mainly the sweet old man dining alone at the table next to ours. He couldn't figure out how to work his cell phone. Bless. Although he had no problem finding the volume button... loudest. ringtone. ever. 

When The Husband and Mr. London finally showed up, they both ordered the all you can eat Beef Carpaccio (of course they did) and got to work while Mrs. London and I looked on in awe. But there was something wrong, it was like  The Husband had lost his mojo. Both him and Mr. London only had five plates and they kept saying how full they were... it just didn't make sense... until I found out that they had been sampling pints of Guinness at all the different Irish pubs in Aix. So I guess that's what they do when we shop, mystery solved. (And isn't it funny how no matter what city you are in, all the world over, you can always find an Irish pub? It's something to ponder). 

Soon it was time to say goodbye, but we didn't really, only à bientôt instead because we planned to visit them over the weekend to watch Mr.London play rugby, and have a BBQ, and that was the plan, but as it turned out, we should have said goodbye and not à bientôt after all, because The Husband ended up having to work over the weekend (work schmirk) so we missed Mr.London's match. But you know who didn't miss Mr.London's match? Prince Albert. Allow me to repeat myself... PRINCE ALBERT of MONACO was there and I wasn't.

*sniffle*

*tear*

bisou

27 comments:

  1. Work ruins all of the fun. At least once I day I wish that I were rich so I could have all of the fun without slaving away. Such is life!

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  2. You are so so lucky to have a Sephora! My husband tried to buy me nail polish for Christmas last year and it was a disaster :) Never again.

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  3. ZARA... SWOON.... I love the pants AND the shoes... but I have the same problem here in tiny-town nowhere, France :) Nowhere to wear high heels... unless we are heading up to Paris ;)

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  4. Could this be an any better story!? I think not! My favourite line = "so it would have been rude not to pop in for a quick looksy. As in, looksy what I got..." You're funny! I want new shoes! I haven't bought one pair since I arrived 7 months ago...GASP!

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  5. At first, I wanted to ask you to post photos of you wearing those awesome jeans. But now all I can think about is Mr. London playing rugby. You really know how to start my day off right. ha!
    m.

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  7. hee hee! Being Irish I'm laughing at the Irish pub thing!! so true! we pop up everywhere!! and did I see that you're drinking Barry's tea - is that Irish Barry's tea - cos I'm drinking a mug right now! Forgive me, I haven't had a chance to read your old posts yet - mental busy - but is there an Irish connection here??
    Was actually in Aix on holdiay - lovely spot!

    Sharon

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  8. Too funny! Love the blog. Of course, I'm coming in late in the game so I'm trying to play catch up one post at a time.

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  9. Hahaha! So funny about your hubby ~ huff-puff, yep! that's how it is. Food and pubs are helpful

    Great colors here!

    leslie

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  10. Ah no way I can't believe y'all missed that! You'll have to go next time and see if ole Prince Al is there. And so true about the Irish pubs!!

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  11. They visited all the Irish pubs without you? Sad.

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  12. Loving those pants... jeans.... whatever they are!

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  13. Love the nail polish.
    Love the pants/trousers/jeans/whatever they are.
    And those heels are fun!

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  14. Stupid work shmirk making you miss Prince Albert!

    Also - I got the same pant/jeans at Zara in black and cobalt blue. J'adore!

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  15. i want to go shopping in aix with you.

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  16. I totally sympathize with not having anywhere to where fun shoes to! I look longingly at all my stilettos in my closet and all my cute cocktail dresses. Not so many fancy pants places in Grenoble. Le sigh!

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  17. Very cute pants :) I try not to go into Zara that often because it's always so hard to leave without buying anything!

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  18. No bueno for missing the match. Good grief you could have rubbed elbows with the Prince! I'd say work needs to play second fiddle to rugby anyway. What's up with putting work first? Next time I think you should just go to the match a la carte:)
    Ashley (backyardprovence)

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  19. You missed the Irish pub? Irish pubs are were its at! So jealous you live in France though. And those Zara shoes are not too high at all. Can't resist a good lipped nude skyscraper heel! Not the most practical of shoes but they are damned pretty all the same!

    Gemma x

    www.gemmasatire.blogspot.co.uk

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  20. although he had no problem finding the volume button.....haha. i can relate! i listen to my TV on 45 - yes, 45! LOVE your new jeans. Zara is the best and Sephora - totally BFF with my wallet!

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  21. Oh Sephora, lucky you. I dont have one here, but will hit the one up in Vegas in a few weeks. Sounds like you had fun, and those shoes are to die for!

    P.S. I nominated you on my blog for the Versatile Blogger award.

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  22. It's so entertaining to read your blog :)
    It sounds like you had a fabulous day with Mrs. London!

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  23. all things sephora just remind me i have been in norway too long (we dont have one here...sniff sniff)

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  24. I have been looking everywhere for a mint green polish! I'll have to head to Sephora tomorrow when this stupid public holiday is over! :)

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  25. i like it when you call it the "lpv."
    i have some pants in black that look like those. i don't know whether they're jeans or not, but i love them.
    and when i lived in spain, i lived two blocks from zara and it was dangerous.

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  26. What color are those Zara jeweled pumps..need description asap

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