The reality check after gilded raga rebellion in Marie Antoinette pastels at Chanel's Verasailles show. Sitting on stinky Fly B flight, full to its hairy armpits with sweaty scurfy men with carry on bags that have filled all the overhead lockers. I can't breathe. Should have stayed in the green shade of Le Nôtre's yews. I am so angry. What company allows you two bags of 33kg but won't allow you one of 35kg without paying another whack of euros. Thieves and liars all.