Politesse Cristal
Secret shooting in the 14th district, I biked my way though the city and in the desert streets, under the brilliant sun that really was a pleasure.
Today it was all about writings on the skin, gloss on the tits, naked Barbies, plastic guitars, boys in customised tank tops and chains. Fresh back from a mundane picnic on the banks of the Seine river, our host and his roomate put us at ease immediately by feeding us with a fabulous pear/chocolate cake in the outstanding setting of his very personnaly decorated appartment/studio.
200 shots later, the sun was going down again on Paris and I managed to lose myself on the way back home.
The Eiffel tower was looking so big, I should have payed more attention to that.
Note to self : even when biking, from Alésia, going to Invalides in order to join Hôtel de Ville is not a shortcut by any means.
It's too bad I had a guest waiting in front of my place while I was lost, the evening was strickingly beautiful.
The diner itself, with the sound of K*aterine latest effort in the background was nevertheless a great pleasure, it's always interesting to spend time with new people.