As you know if you’ve watched the episodes of Sex and the City where Carrie drools over the Eiffel Tower much to the disdain of her lover’s daughter, I never did like Petrovski.

Paris is after all, not only historical but also a fashion lovers paradise. For inspiration, book tickets online for a visit to the Musée Yves Saint Laurent for a lesson in chic.

Now you can mortgage your house and unload your bank account on the Avenue Montaigne, or you can play smart and go to Thanx God I’m a VIP, something I have found myself uttering numerous times while sailing past a queue of people with Meri Gavin.

Sensibly they are open from 2 pm, why in god’s name would you go shopping at 10 am, I ask you?

Imagine a beautifully curated treasure trove of designer fashion at vintage prices. This place does not smell like a laundry basket, it is just not that kind of clientele.

Go forth and conquer, and make sure you have room in your suitcase.

If you want to eat where the fashionable people go and not the tourists, then Lou Lou is likely to be on your list, as is the infamous L’Avenue.

If you’re pencil thin with just your long string of pearls holding you upright, then you might want to labour over a lettuce leaf at Le Bustronome, if only for the view.

Don’t tell anyone in fashion but if you’re a big fan of the movie, Something’s Gotta Give with Diane Keaton and Jack Nicholson, then book lunch or dinner at Le Grand Colbert, but remember don’t tell a soul in the fashion industry as they will laugh, if only to exercise their abs.