Thanks, it's a Ver-sayse!

In general, I'm a Mopar-shirt, neighborhood-bar in West-Hollywood, kind of guy, but given les soldes in Paris, I (along with a good deal of prodding from Alison and Mark) decided to go in for some Haute Couture, a quick trip up Rue Tronchet to Galeries Lafayette, which is right next to Gare Saint-Lazare, for the aspiring traveler, brought me to the Versace store. After enduring quite a bit of merde for my almost-two-year-old shoes complete with very worn suede on top of the left foot from motorcylce gearshifts, I dropped a bunch of money on a pair of Versace shoes that, according to the aforementioned experts, would have cost $500 in the States. Needless to say, I didn't spend that much, but still. Pair these with a couple new pairs of designer jeans and a nice Dior shirt, and I'm ready for...well...for...

...all that clubbing I do! Oh yeah!

Hmmm, perhaps I'll have to venture a bit farther down Sunset and hit up some nice places in glitzy Hollywood to show off my new purchases. Either that or I could wear them to the bars I'm a regular at. Somehow, I don't think that will have the same effect though.