Anyhow, here's what I thought of the shop:
In front of the BSSB Store in Paris. Photo by Costo.
The store is located only a few blocks away from the train station. To say the least, it was a pleasant surprise since my feet were killing me from wearing flats. When we were getting closer to the shop, my parents asked me what number store it was.
I didn't know, so I told them to just look for something pink and frilly. They rolled their eyes at me then, but thanked me later because the store was easy to spot with its unique front. It really stood out among all of the other stores, so I knew for sure that I was in the right place.
When I first walked in, I was really shocked at how small it was. There was one rack of dresses, one rack of blouses, one rack of shirts, a couple shelves of accessories, and that was it. It was a lot, a lot smaller than I expected it to be, but then again, it's Paris! All the shops are tiny there.
The only person working there was a guy who looked to be in twenties. I imagined some cute lolita girls to be working there, but instead it looked a normal guy wearing jeans and a tee shirt. Haha, it was a bit strange to say the least. He also didn't speak a lot of English, but he did speak Japanese (another costumer later came in speaking Japanese) and French.
Anyhow, after browsing through the racks, one dress caught my attention. It was absolutely beautiful, and didn't look like a piece of clothing at all. No, it looked like art. And at that second, I remembered my favorite quote:
"She never looked nice. She looked like art, and art wasn't supposed to look nice; it was supposed to make you feel something.”
From that point on, I knew that it had to be mine. I took the dress off of the rack and walked over to the man working his shift. I'm really shy in person, so I made parent ask the guy working if I could try on the dress for me.
He smiled and politely said "of course" and showed me where the dressing room is.
When I tried on the dress, I couldn't believe my reflection. I couldn't believe how beautiful the dress was, how it made me feel. The only problem was that it was a little bit tight in the bust area, but I had inches to spare at the waist.
After consulting with my mother, she said that if worse comes to worse, she can always take out the chest, so I have more room.
With that, I decided to buy it. The dress itself costed 178 Euros (about $200 USD), not to mention that it was on sale. It's original price was over fifty Euros more than that!
The guy at the counter checked us out and then wrapped up the package. At first, he carefully took the tag off and discarded it. After wards, he retied all of the bows so that they wouldn't become undone, and folded the dress neatly. He then wrapped it in this aqua colored tissue paper, placed it in the bottom of the bag, but a BSSB sticker on the bag so it wouldn't open, and then put a ribbon bow with a custom BSSB design on it.
Because I'm an idiot, I accidentally ripped the tissue, but it was a very pretty color!
To say the least, it was one nicely wrapped parcel.
Overall, it was a super nice, tranquil little shop with gorgeous dresses. And to say the very least, I'm heads over heels in love with my Alice and the Pirates dress from Baby, the Stars Shine Bright.
Now, what does the dress look like- you ask? Well, let me show you pictures!
Photo taken in Florence, Italy. Photography by Costo.
Taken in Venice, Italy at our hotel that I can't remember the name of. Thank you, Costo, for the photo.
Here is what the back of the dress looks like. I had to tie the bodice on lower than it's actually supposed to be at, since the ribbon isn't long enough and my chest is too big for the outfit. Anyhow, this photo was taken in Florence, Italy. Thank you, again, Costo.
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