Paris Fun

I just had a very fun time at a party in Paris. It was an anniversary party (20 years) given by friends, and I had a ball. She’s a journalist; he’s an editor, so it was an interesting crowd. But better yet, it was given at the MOST trendy/in/chic nightclub in Paris: Le Baron. I’ve heard about it for years, since my kids go there, but I’ve never had an excuse to go. (My kids love me, but let’s face it, the last thing they want when they go to a trendy nightclub is their mother tagging along—-although I LOVE to dance, and usually they are very sweet to include me in things. But I guess taking me to Le Baron with them would really be pushing it!!). But tonight I got to go, since it was taken over for a private party. It’s a small, cozy little club, in a good residential neighborhood, with a slightly shabby look to it, very dark and intimate, with velvet banquettes, and the music was fun, and LOUD!!! Lots of people danced, and everyone had fun. A point of history was that the popular nightclub used to be a strip joint in another life, and several of the men remembered going there when they were younger. No sign of that tonight!!! Just a lot of relatively jazzy looking people at the party.

Better yet, I got to do something outrageous. I had no idea what people wear at Le Baron, so I winged it. Normally, if my fashionista daughters were in town I would have consulted them, but they weren’t so I had to figure it out on my own. I wore a long black satin shirt with a white front (like a man’s shirt), with skinny black pants, high heels, and a rhinestone necklace. As those things go, I think it looked okay…..but then, I happened to be in a store this week and saw a black satin headband, with rhinestone mouse ears on it (Kind of like Minnie Mouse goes to nightclub in Paris…..), and I couldn’t resist. They also had cat ears, which looked even sillier, and rabbit ears which would have been truly absurd. So I settled on the rhinestone mouse ears. They probably would have been a lot cuter if I were l6 years old. But one of the (few) nice things about getting older is it no longer seems like a life crushing event if you have a sense of humor, laugh at yourself, or even make a fool of yourself once in a while. So I bought the mouse ears—–and I had this wicked/naughty sense when I did, knowing that my daughters would kill me for going out in something like that. (But let’s not forget that I wore a whoopee cushion costume on Halloween 2 years ago, so my sense of humor does occasionally get out of control). So off I went to the party in the black satin shirt—-AND the rhinestone mouse ears. I thought they were hysterically funny, and yes I was the only one at the party in mouse ears. I forgot I had them on, and they caused considerable comment!!! (Of course, who else would be silly enough to wear mouse ears to a chic nightclub?) Well, I did it. So I got to go to a fun place I’ve never been, see friends, meet new people, and dance myself silly—-while wearing rhinestone mouse ears. It shows that you can be ridiculous at any age. I know I will be scolded soundly when my daughters find out—-You Wore WHAT??? ARE YOU KIDDING??? Do you know how ridiculous you looked??? Are you crazy??? What did people think? MOUSE EARS??????? Yeah, mouse ears. Then of course I’ll be sent to my room, put on restriction, have my allowance taken away, not be allowed to go shopping without supervision for a year, my mouse ears will probably be confiscated, and I’ll be put in the Hall of (Fashion) Shame. But I got away with it tonight…..and I got to go to Le Baron….in mouse ears…..it was wayyyyyyyyy cool, and I had a ball!!!

Love, Danielle