Never Listen to Chinese Vespas



It was pastel pink and it was all mine. The infamous scooter belonging to the illustrious Eric of Paris Daily Photo had been gifted to me, or so the Chinese whisper had it. And in my mind, it had already arrived. It cleared customs without taxes, thanks to a fine batch of my fudge brownies, wrapped discreetly in plain brown paper and conveyed to the appropriate person. And it was a Pantone colour 1895C pastel pink retro Vespa, with pale mint accents. {I have no clue what the make and colour of Eric's scooter really is. It matters not.} I'd acquired my vintage goggles and Hermès scarf, and an aged black leather cropped bomber jacket, soft as butter.

Sadly, said scooter failed to materialise due to a rather bizarre incident involving a deranged ex-model, a pair of Christian Louboutin stilettos, and a certain someone who was supposed to secure the scooter. {I strongly suspect she had one eye on the Eiffel Tower instead of the ball}. Daydream over. It was fun while it lasted, though ...


PS: News just in {a late inclusion}. The shot from the spycam arrived to reveal a little of what transpired. I see ET Suzy managed to keep a grip on her Eiffel Tower souvenir.

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  1. Is this true? Were you really supposed to get said Vespa? If so, this is very sad, indeed. And you look so fetching too.

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  2. Margaret, it was one of those moments when your brain knows the offer is just a joke, but a teensy part of you still has its fingers crossed on the inside. ;)

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  3. Shell, Vespas were a dominant mode of transportation in Viet Nam while I was still living there in the '70s. I love those things. My grandfather had one--though his was white, not pink-- and he'd often give me a ride.

    Sorry yours failed to arrive. Maybe you can console yourself with brownies?

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  5. Maybe if you ever came to Paris to "fetch" it, Eric would surrender and accept to move to Velib.
    I am certain (don't know why !!) that no one can resist when you make those sad, disabused eyes of yours....
    The only problem I see is that you might have to DRIVE back home !!

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  6. PCN ~ oh, what a lovely story! {I took your advice. Several trays of brownies were strangely comforting, but now the bomber jacket doesn't fit.}

    Marylène ~ I like the way you think ... maybe by the time I get to Paris, there will be tunnels linking every continent. {I hope not!}

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  7. This is a great story. Enjoyed it very much.

    I did manage to get some peony blooms this year and recorded them on my flower blog.

    Our Flower Pot

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  8. Abe ~ Hi! Thanks for popping by AND for the beautiful peony. You have some really lovely flowers over there.

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  9. In my defense, the Eiffel Tower was sparkling at the time...:)

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  10. ET Suzy ~ Yay! I was hoping you'd drop by. I totally understand. Heck, I take it as the ultimate compliment that you even left its side to try to ship the package. ;)

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  11. HAHAHAHAHAHA!!!! I love it. What's that in the background, a crepe stand? PERFECT.

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  12. Hee hee ~ I couldn't resist, ET Suzy. {I wish I'd thought of a crepe stand!}

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  13. Quel horreur! C'est dommage! I've had some run-ins with deranged ex-models myself, and it is never pretty. I'm just glad that YOU made it out alive!

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  14. City Sage Anne ~ Small wonder that stilettos are so popular on the catwalks!

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  15. Ah, the joys of daydreams and fodder for the pen of a quirky little artiste.

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  16. Thank you, MmeBenaut ... I'm chuffed at your description of 'quirky little artiste'. I like it!

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  17. Hi Shell :-) I am thrilled to be the proud mum of the Pink Paris Scooter Girl. Thank You So Much. Now she will truly be a world traveler (and oh so cherished). I will be on the lookout for a print to keep her company. Perhaps something with the Eiffle Tower in it...a little bit of home...

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  18. Hi there, Kelle! Well, I'll be ~ YOU are Pink Paris Scooter Girl! OK, minus the Paris part, but I didn't realise you have your own pink scooter ~ and a matching helmet. This gets better and better. :)

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