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We're sitting in Geneva airport (motto: Smoke up, Jean-Luc), waiting to be hurled a few thousand large right into the mouth of a NYC snowstorm. (How do you say "rerouted to Atlanta" in French?) The Geneva show press days were their typical blend of madness, baguettes, WiFi snafus, Italians, cars, more cars, more baguettes, French, Japanese, walking and cars. (Did we mention baguettes?). Posting may be rather light today as we defy gravity for what could be several hours, and sleep on our luggage in some airport terminal for a large portion of the subsequent month. Yeeeah hoo!