This was going to be a rant, but the situation became rather humorous to me, so I may include more dry irony than exclamation marks.
Since we moved, I have been frequently ordering things for the new home (ie. furniture, decorative elements etc.) Getting them delivered has proved to be quite the hassle. At first I thought it was because the intercom on the ground floor had not been changed to include our name and the deliveries were unable to include my detailed instructions on which name to buzz. I eventually scotch taped our name over the old occupants’. Six months after our entry in the building, the name was finally changed. But for some reason all these efforts didn’t help to make deliveries happen smoother.
So… regardless of all these difficulties in getting my purchases delivered, I still seem unhindered in ordering things to be delivered. Of course, i really don’t see any way around it, as I don’t have a ton of time to go from boutique to boutique looking for the perfect decorative item nor do I have a vehicle to be driving my furniture purchases around. Continue reading
I was strolling by the Eiffel Tower and Trocadéro the other day, and saw this lovely little group of young American women, all primped up and ready for their photo shoot in Paris. I couldn’t resist, and asked their permission to take a few shots. After annoying them for a couple minutes as I snapped a few images, I left a card with one of them, and tossed a cheery thank you as I sauntered off. I hope they had a delightful time being immortalized in their fashionable best in front of the iron lady. Continue reading
I literally wrote “Sprintemps” in the title before correcting it to “Springtime”. I think my franglais has gotten a little out of hand. But that isn’t the subject of this post. Or is it….
If you listen closely in the beginning of Springtime in Paris, you can almost hear a collective sigh.. Aaaaaaaaahhhh! The light comes back and we all feel a release of pressure as we emerge from under the gray skies.
I wanted to illustrate Paris this Spring; not that it needs doing… for Pete’s sake, every blogger and their brother is posting pretty blossoming photos of Paris these days. But really, it cannot be helped when you live here. This isn’t to say that living in Paris is all cherry blossoms and pink sunsets…far from it. Paris also includes in the package : tired legs, aching feet, angry fellow metro passengers, (enjoy this funny parody about an “incident” on the metro), pushy people on buses, pushy people everywhere, umbrella wars when in rains, unreliable transportation, interminable lines at any public service office, insurmountable amounts of paperwork in order to get anything done… oh people, I could go on for at least 100 more of these… but that’s not the purpose of this blog post. Or is it…. Continue reading
I have a few fun updates about some things I love in Paris :
I posted about this bubbly brand back in 2012, but did you know that Mon Champagne now delivers, in Paris, in less than three hours?!? I mean we all know how bad a champagne emergency is, right?!?!? LOL! Okay, all kidding aside, who wants to lug six bottles of champagne home in a caddie on the metro? Pas moi. Plus the delivery guys (on bicycles = they are in shape) are claimed to be hot! Hmmmm… this could be a new way to meet a French man for you single ladies out there!
Aaaand, EVEN MORE EXCITING is the Champagne Box. My friends over there are crowd funding to launch the product so hop on board and offer Mon Champagne your support. This is going to be awesome when it launches. Plus for your contribution, you can have cool stuff! http://kisskissbankbank.com/champagne-box You have until the 14th of May to participate!
The Carreau du Temple, that I fell in love with last year, is now having it’s grand opening (they seem to have had a few non-grand openings, but this one seems to be the big one). April 25-27th. The event is a weekend surrounding the body with : music, dance, “voguing”, fashion, design, shows, martial arts … and more.
Priceless Paris continues to launch and relaunch seasons of exciting adventures in Paris. Here is the access to the current season of their partnership with MasterCard …
I blogged about a darling little café quiiiiiite some time ago. Le Village café in the 10th, now has an online boutique. Thought I would share that with you all.
Jukeboxes, slot machines, gum ball machines, gasoline pumps, Limoge porcelain statuetes of the Statue of Liberty made for the bicentennial of the USA in 1976, traffic lights, telephones, Coca Cola machines… these are just a few of the tings you’ll find at Vintage Gallery.
Patrick Guérin has a fantastic place on the boulevard Pereire in the 17th. An incredible collection filling every square meter of his gallery. I have been wanting to visit it for some time, but as I walk by it normally on my way home after opening hours, I usually satisfy myself with a little “lèche vitrine“. This time I happened by in the afternoon. Patrick is celebrating his 20th year there this year. Pretty fantastic for privately owned gallery in the 17th. But even better : he has decades more than that in Americana, artifacts, vintage objects and amazing things to decorate your life with. Vintage Gallery : Number 17 bld Pereire 75017 Paris. Tel : +33 (0)6.09.17.52.50. Open Tuesday to Saturday from 3pm-7pm or upon appointment. Continue reading
Chéri and I went out to play on the last day of the carnival at the Grand Palais. It was a sugar-coated-colorful afternoon of playful diversion from daily life. I toted along my camera, knowing full well I was going to want to snap pictures like crazy. And I did. I have more in the flickr album if you don’t get enough here on the blog! Enjoy my shots and let me know which ones are your top three favorites in the comments below.
*Candy Apply bisous from Paris!* Continue reading
Laurel Sanderson was one of the founders of the wildly successful Sugarplum Cake Shop and was the heart, soul, and sunshine of their tea salon… We were all sad when she left the Paris baking/eatery scene, but that didn’t last long! She’s baaaaaaack! And she has created her own little place that is full of her contagious and addictive charm and warm cheerful hospitality, serving up her fantastic recipes for lunch and brunch, and that amazing carrot cake she is so well known for.
I have been wanting to blog about this since we moved in last July. Before getting our keys we still hadn’t seen the basement, but we were told there was one. A commodity in a Parisian apartment rental. It’s an extra room to put things, since Parisian apartments are rather lacking in storage space. My imagination conjured up images of a nice stone walled space where I could organize my excess paraphernalia in a neat and orderly fashion. I was quite impressed by the key to our basement space. It’s giant, heavy and very old looking. It should have been a sign as to what our basement storage space would look like, but my ever optimistic self paid no heed…
After seeing the amazing David Hallberg dance the Sleeping Beauty prince… Chéri brought me to the Kong for dinner. We thought we would make a fabulous night of it and eat at what I assumed would be a swanky and chic address with amazing fusion food. (I had been to the bar for drinks this summer and had some grand illusions about dining out there).
So the swanky part was not to be denied. The place is prime Parisian real-estate. But the sparkle of all that was so tarnished by the down sides that it didn’t seem as fabulous as one would expect from an establishment that boasts presence in a Sex and the City episode. Continue reading
I really wanted to title this post “David Hallberg’s Amazing Coup de Pied” but I wasn’t sure if that would be a title anyone would really understand, let alone click on to read the post.
Chéri took me to the ballet at the Opera de Paris (this time at the Bastille opera house). I was disappointed that the show wasn’t being held at my favorite Paris monument (Palais Garnier), but I do find the seats more comfortable at the Bastille location. The ballet we watched : Sleeping Beauty. The choreography by Rudolf Noureev and the music by Tchaikovsky, it couldn’t be anything less than a pure delight. I was beyond excited. It has been a while since I have found the time to go to see a performance and I was starting to miss the incredible shows the company puts on. The costumes and sets are always at the height of perfection, made with talented hands and designed by great stage artists.