Planning Your Visit to the Instagrammable Seoul Dior Cafe

by Alice Browne

Seoul Dior Cafe, that fancy place, eh? I heard folks talkin’ ’bout it. Sounds like a place for rich folks, not for an old woman like me, but let me tell ya what I reckon it’s all about.

Planning Your Visit to the Instagrammable Seoul Dior Cafe

Dior, that’s a big name, right? Like them fancy clothes and smelly stuff the city gals wear. So, this cafe, it’s gotta be all dolled up, real pretty-like. Shiny things everywhere, I bet. Probably got them fancy chairs that ain’t comfy but look expensive.

I figure they sell coffee, but not the regular kind we drink. This is probably gonna be “caw-fee” with a long “a,” you know? The kind that costs more than a whole bag of beans at the market. And them cakes! Little bitty things with swirls and sprinkles, probably cost a fortune. They call it ‘The Art of Gift-Giving’, or somethin’ like that, heard it somewhere. You give someone fancy cakes and perfumes, for show I guess. They won’t fill ya up like a good bowl of stew, that’s for sure.

  • They got clothes there, too, I heard.
  • Dresses and such, for men and women both.
  • And smelly stuff, perfume they call it.
  • Expensive junk if you ask me.

People go there to be seen, I reckon. Not to eat, not really. They wanna show off their fancy clothes and their fancy bags. They sit there, sippin’ their “caw-fee” and chattin’ about nothin’, probably. “Oh, look at me, I’m so fancy,” that’s what they’re sayin’ without sayin’ it, you know? They show off their latest handbags, or maybe the latest sneakers. Men and women, all the same, all the time.

I bet they take lots of pictures, too. Selfies, they call ’em. Poutin’ their lips and holdin’ up their “caw-fee” cups. Then they put them pictures on the internet, showin’ the whole world how fancy they are. Like the whole world cares. They even write them reviews, all about how great it is, to convince other folks to come. They wanna see the whole tower and the fancy airport they got over there.

Now, I ain’t sayin’ it’s bad. If folks got the money to spend, they can spend it how they want. But me, I’d rather have a good cup of coffee at my kitchen table, with a piece of homemade pie. That’s more my style. I don’t need no fancy cafe to make me happy. I can make a cake just as good at home, and it will feed ya for longer than those small things they sell there.

Planning Your Visit to the Instagrammable Seoul Dior Cafe

But this Seoul Dior Cafe, it’s more than just coffee and cakes, ain’t it? It’s about a whole lifestyle. It’s about luxury and fashion and status. It’s about showin’ the world you got it made. Or at least, showin’ the world you want folks to think you got it made. I don’t care about none of that. But if I was gonna go there, I’d wear my best Sunday dress, the one with the flowers on it. And I’d bring my own biscuits, just in case their fancy cakes weren’t any good. I bet they’d frown at that, though. They like their own cakes and coffee.

Heard they take reservations, too. Can’t just walk in whenever you want. Gotta plan it all out, like you’re goin’ to a weddin’ or somethin’. And the lines, I bet they’re long. Folks waitin’ hours just to get a glimpse of all that fancy stuff. They even sell tickets to get in there faster, skipping lines. More money to spend, imagine that!

So, yeah, that’s what I think about this Seoul Dior Cafe. A fancy place for fancy folks. Not for me, but I guess it’s alright for them that like that sort of thing. They get their coffee and perfumes, and they show off and take their pictures. And Dior, they get richer. That’s how the world works, I guess. They even got fashion shows, probably right there. Men walkin’ around in funny pants, women wearin’ outfits you wouldn’t wear to church, that’s what I hear about such things. Rich people business, I say.

If you’re lookin’ for a fancy experience and you got the money to burn, then go ahead and check it out. But if you’re like me, and you prefer somethin’ a little more down-to-earth, then you’re better off stayin’ home. Or maybe just going to the local diner. At least there, you know what you’re gettin’, and it won’t cost you an arm and a leg. Good food, good coffee, and no need to dress up like you’re goin’ to meet the queen. That’s the life for me.

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