The main purpose of my visit to Paris this time was to go to Galerie Dior.

I took the obligatory shot of the spiral staircase.

I had two bags inside my coat, and since the coat was made of fur, I looked like a Daruma doll, but I'll just call that part part of my charm.

(Incidentally, the cut on my lip that I accidentally got at the dentist and the bruise around my eye from hitting my head at home are still visible in the photo.

But it's okay.)

I got up at 4am to take the 7am flight, and arrived at 9am.

From the airport, I took the RER B to downtown Paris.

I arrived at the hotel just before 11am.

It was too early to check in.

I decided to leave my luggage and head out. I had time until the Dior Gallery's ticket entry time of 4 o'clock, but I don't know what's going to happen on the way. I'd be a fool if I missed it here. I decided to play it safe. So I went straight to the Dior Gallery. I arrived at 1pm, so quickly and boringly. I ended up killing time for 2 hours. Then I decided to go to the beautiful cafe attached to the gallery that I saw on Instagram. I ended up spending 2 hours there. There is about one monster in the picture on the bottom left. Traveling alone at times like this is really easy. I don't have a friend to buzz next to me. 2 hours is a waste. I don't have a girlfriend who forces me to take care of her and tell her to go somewhere. I was surprised that the petit de jaune (breakfast) was 42 euros and champagne was 28 euros.

And what was even more beautiful than the cafe were the customers.

Harry Winston, Dior, Chanel, Kelly, Louis Vuitton fur, etc.

I was shown the products coming out of the store and breathing, like a fashion show.

And also the spectre of a plastic surgery addict.

The world of the rich is scary.

So it's worth sitting down even if it's a little expensive.

The food served was very delicious, and the glass was a collaboration between Baccarat and Dior (it was on sale), so it was quite cost-effective considering the inspiration I got.

Different colors

Evian came in a glass bottle that I don't usually see, and when I drank it at Baccarat, it was delicious even if it was just water. (lol)

↑☝The cute waiter opens it right in front of me with a smile and serves it to me. I want to give him a tip.

But after those two hours, I was overcome by a strong sleepiness and lost interest in looking at the Dior dresses. I thought I'd just take a quick look and go to bed at the hotel.

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At times like this, traveling alone is really easy.

I want to travel spontaneously and move freely and planned.

Ah, what a waste.

I thought they didn't need to restrict the number of people entering so strictly.

But I take back what I said.

If they didn't restrict the number of people entering, it would be terrible!

Oh, I'm glad I came!

That's what I thought after seeing the first dress.

But this dress made me look like I was going to plant rice.

Is rice planting fashionable when it comes to Dior? It's a set you'll want to take with you when you marry a farmer. At least the hat. (I'm not dissing you. It was beautiful.)

From here on, it's a parade of glittering dresses... but this is getting long, so I'll save it for another time.

(In the end, I ended up writing about other things and only posting a picture of one dress.)

Look forward to it.