I wandered the city of Lyon today and found the Hermes boutique. The boutique was chained up but I saw the Hermessence line glowing behind the beauty of the boutique itself. After my French classes tonight, I went to seek out this store again hoping that the doors would be open. Okay well fast forward through all the drama, I got to experience a little bit of the Hermessence line before a sales lady saw Jean-Claude Ellena's newest book Que sais-je in my hand.
After a brief exchange, I asked rather stupidly whether or not Jean-Claude Ellena ever comes to the boutique. She said no, but he does come to Lyon a couple times a year. Here's the kicker: she recalls going to dinner with Jean-Claude Ellena and the boss of Hermes at a restaurant where the head chef cooked plates of food that imitated each fragrance in his line!
I can imagine biting into a pastry that tasted like Ambre Narguile. Jean-Claude Ellena is my hero, hands down.
After a brief exchange, I asked rather stupidly whether or not Jean-Claude Ellena ever comes to the boutique. She said no, but he does come to Lyon a couple times a year. Here's the kicker: she recalls going to dinner with Jean-Claude Ellena and the boss of Hermes at a restaurant where the head chef cooked plates of food that imitated each fragrance in his line!
I can imagine biting into a pastry that tasted like Ambre Narguile. Jean-Claude Ellena is my hero, hands down.
