Bvlgari

Don’t ask me how, but some how I managed to score an invite to opening night of the new Bvlgari store on Collins. That’s the Paris end of Collins of course.

We sipped on Gin Martinis, held bags we would never own, drooled over jewels and bookmarked our engagement rings. Diamonds that blind. Lovely.

I got a few pics but my camera didn’t do the outfits justice under the bold lights of the store. Snappety Snap.

My buddy and I were a bit disappointed that our goody bags didn’t contain one of their new cuffs or a pair of sunnies that we’d been eyeing off all night. We only got perfume.


Oh, it’s a hard life.