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Byline: Dutch Mandel
When a car guy goes to Gay Paree for the biennial show, there are a few things he expects to see, like flagons of breakfast wine and emaciated runway models donning berets and strutting on bony hips and aiming sallow expressions at the gathering show crowd. It's part of the French joie de vivre-along with wafting Gauloises-shared by the rank (their emphasis, not mine) and file.
All that was in abundance, but something was missing from this year's Paris show.
The "ooh la-la.'' There wasn't any.
Now a Great Automotive Seer says two reasons exist to go to an international show during press days: to see the Who's Who of auto executives, and to pore over the all-new and shiny sheetmetal. Joy comes when you can gossip with the former and spread gossip about either.
This Paris, the concession-stand pate was richer than the show-floor dish.
Why?
Source: HighBeam Research, Pfzzzt! Show Biz Lights Dim.(Column)