Welcome Home, Roxy Carmichael...

Posted on the 29 August 2012 by Ellacoquine @ellacoquine
....or rather welcome home Ella Coquine! 
I'll take any opportunity to plug a 90s Winona reference. Love her.

So I'm back in Paris! Finally! Champagne!
Getting here wasn't nearly as easy as I had anticipated. After a challenging two days at JFK where I was desperately trying to jump on one of the many over-sold flights to Paris, I finally made it here in one piece. Day two at the airport posed a rather interesting scenario where I was asked by a TSA officer if I intended on actually using on the plane the many tubes of cream that were found in my carry-on, or if I could just check it - including my Vagisil (Again, I'm so going to regret writing this word out on the blog, as it will without question come up as keyword search result in my stats this week). 
I was mortified. First of all, how do you answer that? "Yes, sir. I intend on moisturizing my vagina and applying my eye cream on the aircraft." And secondly, it wasn't like any of them were king-sized, they all fit the three ounce requirement and were hardly a threat to fellow passengers. I'm convinced that they get their rocks off by outing people with the embarrassing things they find in their suitcases, while gleefully bringing it to the attention of all. Including and surely not limited to the 17 year old boy behind me who mumbled "vag" under his breath was he saw the officer waving the white tube in the air. 

While my homecoming wasn't nearly as grand and anticipated as Roxy Carmichael's, it was entertaining enough and stayed true in pure Ella Coquine fashion; ridiculous. Would you expect anything less at this point?All I can say is that it's good to be home and once I'm settled in, I'm ready to start this year off! Bonjour September!

Oh and in case you were wondering, here's what Paris had to offer as a gift me for my rentrée: an unexplainable detour.

Oh Paris...