So that's right BEING VIP!

You remember undoubtedly (how is that not?) that last Saturday I was invited, as VIP by HRS for a day of madness.
It is therefore together with Violet, Estelle (come very especially from Toulouse WITHOUT THE SUN but WITH its good mood!), Vincent, , and Richard
that I turned up on Saturday morning boulevard Haussman in the places of HRS where waited me nice Lionel under a nice umbrella blue and for some floors higher delightful Magali. These two audacious there being in the bar of this day of crazy!!

Confident, I left my two men to go to make me mother cushy!
Indeed, I had therefore entrusted to copy it to stick on his daddy of love, the big was, fortunately, already parked at my parents' for weekend!

But if I had known that it was so difficult to be VIP!
It is necessary to smile, to thank smile, to admire luxury hotels where rooms are very nicer them some than others, but only to admire because you, even blogueuse influential, you will be able never to pay there the single night (500 of average the night for one standard I do the honour you of prices of continuation). Euh between us, for price, I would have liked separated TOILET of me! But ok, I am bloody when I am on holiday how is that not only?
It is also necessary to force himself to have lunch as a star in the restaurant of the hotel Serves it: including the softness in the chocolate who, unlike some, do not stay on the stomach every in the afternoon!
TOO GOOD.

Le hotel Serve

It is then necessary to take CV up in one 2 for tourists in lack of strong feelings! Even better than the power flat, here is from now on the most vibrating means of locomotion of Paris. There, cap in hand for this choice of vehicle, sincerely, it was just extremist nice, extremist odd and original: special mention in our low fireside chair combed of the absolutely adorable typical beret (the girl sorry, the beret, I did not speak to her!)
TOO TOP

2 CV of 4 wheels under 1 umbrella

But BEING VIP it is also duty to abandon its dreams to forget the hour of massage so much waited and wanted for more than 2 weeks to content itself finally of 10 minutes shows in hand. 10 minutes it's better than nothing of course! Even if the masseuse mildly reminded me that it would be in good taste not to put me to sleep since "just " this is going to be a bit shortened!
Being VIP it is also to trail around in swimsuit in front of his colleagues VIP, to make a small hammam discharging with one of her, and especially it is to support in front of the rhabillage in the middle of the corridor while VIP of masculine sex threatens to go out from one second to other one of the cabin they avoided the diplomatic incident from few I say to you! But more for fear that of trouble! Our integrity to Estelle and myself is safe.

Being VIP it is finally, to refuse two glasses of champagne the hotel SIX and to prefer a coffee to be able then to accept THE FACE to the hotel a chocolate fond of good food (to include here: served with two macaroons, who between us had nothing to envy in Ladur , and there it is the specialist who speaks to you!).

Even if too many luxury rooms kill the luxury room and too little of SPA I crossed a superb day, orchestrated hush up about the day VIP, and enlivened brilliantly.
I made great meetings and it allowed me to disconnect a bit from my train daily train, nothing that this it is from VIP!