Champagne for New Years?
Maybe if these guys spent less time in the vineyards and worrying about whether their sparkling wine moniker was secure and a little more time backing up a country that invaded the beaches of Normandy to save their butts, I’d take this all more seriously.
I mean, I love French products. I adore Pommery champagne and sadly, I haven’t found a California substitute (Now, there’s a Mission). I love Chanel Clothing (but, do let’s remember Herr Karl is not French–because you better believe HE remembers it), I love French lingerie (oooooh la la, Lise Charmel), I love French kissing….oops…wrong post, I love Hermes leather goods–a new pink 35 Birkin could stop me at ten paces. I have on occasion even LIKED a French man or two (but not at the same time).
Still, there is something disappointing about a Nation that claims to be so focused and behind the United Nations that when asked to send a deployment BY THE UN, the best they can spare are eight MEN. Where were the rest? Probably composing this advertisement in CapitalFile (a Washington based publication) espousing their solidarity and committment to ole bubbly:
Impressive. I remember when part of CDG (Charles De Gaulle) Airport collapsed a few years back. It never did look that well assembled to me–kind of like what happens when I try to build LEGOS…..I often debate which gate is going to drop off first as I ascend the Jetson-esque gangplanks with my Pegasus (yes, Louis Vuitton–ALSO FRENCH) rolling luggage. Anyway, in a world of chaos and terrorist threats, when I first heard that M. Mitterand had raced to the scene, my initial thought was, ‘he must be going there to surrender.’ Okay, enough bashing. Time for my Cafe Au Lait and Croissant -a bientot.
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Forgive me for the comment, but You’re pretty smart for a chick. Okay, I like my Maserati and don’t always agree with Italian politics. I started reading your blog because it was always on my monitor when my girlfriend was over–you make sense. You should be writing a book, you’re better than a lot of authors I read. Not hard on the eyes either,
Still waiting for your ebay auctions that you said you were starting. I need Chanel and anything else YOU would wear. Hurry up, I’ve got a Bar Mitzvah in three weeks.
Happy New Year Yum Yum. Love to read your posts. I’m and expat stuck in Hong Kong (yes, still–banking is such a bore), what’s a girl to do. If you truly find one of those Birkins set with diamonds, I’m seriously interested 011-XX-XX-XXX-XXXX. Afterall, it’s a new year and I have a zero balance on shopping again with hubby. My fave colors are pink (of course) orange (natch) or bright (not that pea color) green. I’d like a 30. I also would like a Barrenia for my Banking look if I ever go back in the office. I prefer 30s, but I’d take a 35. I hate HACs. I also wouldl like to find some Chanel couture, but I like collection 29=1996. The newer items leave me cold darling. Thanks for the entertainment and even more for your invaluable resources. Please let me know about the Birkin before I bite the bullet and buy it in Black here. I really don’t want another black crocodile Birkin. I think the diamonds get lost against the skin. Victoria B.
I just came upon this very ad “Champagne not from Champagne” in the January 8th issue of the New Yorker. I knew I had seen it before and it was here, Yumyum, in your New Years entry! I am mystified as to why the French Champagne Collective would think that placing an ad defending the premise behind the authenticty of Champagne in the New Yorker would be money well spent. Surely New Yorker readers are already educated to this fact and will buy based on quality as the occasion requires?