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I’m back in Paris!! Which means I had to pay a visit to the Rat King @chez_ammar as soon as I landed.
I spend hours here most wednesdays digging through boxes, trying on new outfits, and always leaving with something I love. People always ask where I get my suits, and it’s here. Ammar is my Guy For That. Since february, I’ve replaced everything I own with stuff from his little shop on 65 Rue Nollet in Paris’ 17th.
Everyone’s a rat, and he’s the king of them all. If he likes it, t’es cuit. That means you nailed it. You’re done. If not, t’as pas le niveau. You don’t just buy what you want here, you buy what you need.
If you’re ever in Paris on a Wednesday at 3pm, make your way to the 17th arrondissement and look for a shop on the corner with no sign, no rules, and absolutely no returns. I’ll see you there.
Trust me: I’ve got a guy for that.
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And I've got a guy for that. People ask me all the time where I get my suits and the truth is that everything I own, everything comes from one man. When I'm in Paris, I spend my Wednesdays in the 17th Arrondissement because that's when Amar opens his shop. It's not a boutique. It's definitely not a thrift store. Buying from Amar is somewhere between dumpster diving and having a designer personal shopper. You dig through bins, you strip down in front of strangers and try things on that you'd never normally try on and I always leave with something I love. If Amar likes something on you, he'll say, Rank that's it. You're done. You're cooked. Meanwhile, he might be calling you things like, Rank honestly, that's part of the charm. See, if you take life too seriously here, you're gonna have a bad time. That's good advice at Amar's end in general. It's good to have a guy for everything, like suits, music, a shave, best. Whatever it is, find your guy for that thing. And if you're ever in Paris on a Wednesday?
