It was a beautiful morning to go shopping on rue du Faubourg Saint Honoré, one of the poshest streets in Paris. Famous fashion houses like Hermès, Chanel, and Fendi line the streets, with cute (expensive) boutiques scattered about. It's not uncommon to see women strutting their stuff in fur and silk-lined coats, carrying bags and bags of designer goodies. It's quite daunting, actually. I squared my shoulders and breezed into LEONARD, a name famous for its ties. Apparently, the former emperor of Japan was a huge fan. I studied the different ties on display while the staff stared at me curiously. I picked out a beautiful silk tie in two tones of blue, silver stripes, and soft pink magnolias. It was going to be a gift for my father. Happy with my purchase, though the 150€ price tag hurt, I wanted to strut down the cobbled streets. Unfortunately, carrying a thin bag is not as chic as carrying five. While making my way down the street, my stomach grumbled. I had not yet eaten, and I wanted to try Pierre Hermé's famous macarons again. I changed my course and headed for Saint Sulpice.