Cote Paris, Photo of my Copy
Everyone and her poodle has blogged about this first issue of Cote Paris but I'm still excited that I scored this first issue right here in Houston yesterday afternoon. I was scanning the foreign magazine section at Borders when I heard a woman ask a clerk, "Where are the French magazines," then saw her rudely step between me and the mags.
At that precise moment, I spotted the last copy of Cote Paris on the bottom shelf. I dove between her legs and grabbed the mag as I yelled, "Pardonez moi," frightening the hell out of her and startling Tall Husband.
