Friday, 7 November 2008
Vintage Louis Vuitton
We arrived at my friends house to find the hallway piled high with Louis Vuitton luggage. ‘Gosh’ I said ‘are you going on holiday’ ? Stony silence ensued. ‘Oh I ventured, rather more cautiously this time and with a note of what I fervently hoped was sincere along with a sombre face. ‘You’re splitting up then’?. I mean if you arrive at someones house and they aren’t going on holiday and there’s a stony silence then one is bound to draw an unpleasant conclusion.
‘Darling’ the friend announced. Said friend calls everyone Darling and I have wondered on more than one occasion whether she simply forgets everyone’s name or is genuinely fond of them. ‘I’m starting my life afresh, I’m sweeping away the old and bringing in the new, everything is to be sold’. We stood there in silence. As if sensing my unease she expanded on her theory of being reborn. ‘My ex husband gave them to me’ she ventured. It was on the tip of my tongue to ask if he had remarried but sense prevailed, it would have been in poor taste and we don’t do poor taste here.
‘Gin and tonic’ ? she said brightly. ‘ I wondered briefly if she had lost the plot for it was only just after midday. ‘I don’t think so’ a little voice said primly, but the little voice was in my head. ‘Good idea’ I said. Of course on the second Gin and Tonic the reason for a little early light refreshment became apparent.
‘Darling’, she smiled winningly, you wouldn’t mind popping a little picture up would you on your blogspot ? I think I might have uttered ‘you what’ rather loudly but I’m not admitting to it. I drew myself up in what I hoped was a haughty fashion. ‘I’m not a bazaar’ I sniffed.
Meanwhile His Lordship and said friends partner had lit a rather jolly little log fire and were settling down to what looked suspiciously like a session. The smell of something rather enticing was emanating from the kitchen. ‘You’ll stay for lunch Darlings’ ? was it an order or an invitation and was I being suckered into something ?
In the end I had to admit that vintage Louis Vuitton luggage was rather delicious and yes Sally’s Chateau was indeed a place for the discerning.
She leaps up excitedly clapping her hands. ‘That’s settled then Darlings’.
I didn’t stand a chance, really I didn’t.
PS. Should anyone peeking in be interested in authentic Louis Vuitton items then don't hesitate to get in touch will you ....... darlings ?