>>So I’m sitting at the Waterloo Eurostar terminal with about a tiny smidge of battery power on my iBook frantically typing away this post. Oh s***, the battery runs out, they’re calling out for my Eurostar train. I board the train. I rush into the toilets, armed with a charger and plug my laptop into the shaver plug like Xaver in the film Les Poup√©es russes. Merde, there is no wireless connection on the train! And now I’m at my hotel in Paris. Back and forth between Paris and London is not new but Paris during fashion week is of course something else altogether. Last season, just walking around the ‘cool’ parts of Paris, you could feel fashion vibes bouncing off everywhere and this time I shall hopefully be attending des d√©fil√©s – just a few anyway. As always, Style Bubble is on my mind and all the things that pop out to me will of course make an appearance here. It also makes it a hell of a lot easier spotting things during Paris Fashion Week because like I said, there’s something that smells like fashion in the air.