Some trips I take for fashion, some for love. Somewhere in the sky aboard the Flying Carpet ride as monsoon rain struck last Saturday night at Disneyland Paris, only love - or maybe the thoughtful family-pack of emergency white rain ponchos (obviously left behind in our hotel room in favour of a cherished Balenciaga wool overcoat which will definitely never be the same again) - could save the day.
With seven sugar-high kids in tow (all I needed was a Snow White costume and I could have provided bonus photo ops for unsuspecting tourists), I somewhat begrudgingly replied to my best friends' teasing messages as they swanned around Le Meurice in Paris between art and cocktails. But one glance at the rosy-cheeked beaming smiles all around me and I knew this was the trip we'd remember forever.
A very different candyfloss and rollercoaster-fuelled Paris, but it's not every day you get to dine with Mickey and the gang as fireworks explode around the biggest Christmas tree the kids will ever see. As my little girl, who "hates" princesses, but wants to "marry" Pluto announced philosophically: "Mummy, these are the best days of our lives in the whole world ever," and that was before we hit the gift shop...
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