Starstrucked in Paris

Yesterday, on my way home, I passed by the Rossignol store in Paris, close to Opera and on Boulevard des Capuncines and noticed a photo shoot taking place outside. Not much to see, was my first reaction… You know, Fashion week in Paris and you see photographers and their models daily in more than one street corner, but hell was I wrong…

I kind of stopped in the middle of a step cause there were Mr Fourcade, Mr Martin Fourcade, the best Biathlon skier ever. My Swedish mind went blank, as always when a Swedish mind need to decide between getting a selfie with someone famous, or actually understand that he currently working and are not there to sign autographs and taking selfies with fans.

For a second or two I actually was thinking to stay but then, no, I can’t be that guy stalking people, so I took my non selfie pic and went on with my day. In any case, I have seen Martin Fourcade, live in Paris.

I also learned what “blè” means, but that is another story.

Have a nice weekend


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