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
NYFW… I don’t go as there is no metro line that would take me from the center of Paris to NYC, but like so many others, I like to watch it from the comfort of my laptop computer.
Here are some of my top picks from the week of fashion and frocks in the Big cold Apple city.
Thakoon… if nothing more than the shoes, I am a huge fan ( but these are shoes by Vicente Rey! I LOVE HIS SHOES!!! ). The rest of the outfit would be fun weekend wear. But did I mention the shoes?!?!
Thakoon : Image from Style.com by Kim Weston Arnold (Vicente Rey Shoes)
Rebecca Minkoff… I like the fun playfulness of pastels in winter on this look, although most of the collection does not resemble this silhouette..
Rebecca Minkoff : Image from STYLEcom by Yannis Vlamos
It’s Like New York has landed in Paris all of a sudden! (But suffice it to say that Paris is sweetly infiltrating New York as well). There are eateries and bistro joints popping up all over that have an authentic NYC/Brooklyn style to their charm. And frankly, I am not opposed since these two cities seem to have a little love affair with each other. Bagelstein is a lovely little franchise and can be found in several cities in Paris, and in several neighborhoods in Paris. It has arrived finally close to my work, which means I can indulge occasionally at lunch. Continue reading
So here we are at the end of July, and I am finally getting to a post about something that happened at the end of June. I do have an excuse tho! Chéri and I moved apartments in between time and my energy was totally zapped by that. But I am intent on writing a post about it because 1, I love the celebrated artist/author that was put on “display” at the event, and 2, this was my first time *gasp* at Merci. I know! I know! I am like the last Paris blogger to finally go there. But at least I chose such a great event to finally show up! Continue reading
It is a popular thing to love New York and Paris, these days. With Laduréee planting itself in the big apple, and Parisians gobbling down hamburgers at all the hip new eateries in the city of lights (Scwhartz, Lefty, Chibbie to name a few) the fans of these cities seem, to me, to be more and more mixed. Parisians will gush about how New York is tellement cool, and New Yorks will sell their left arm to move to Paris.
And then there are sites that love to compare the two. The blog Le Manhattan recently tried to sum up the differences in an article titled : The 5 Most Important Differences Between Paris and New York. I thought it was a pretty decent attempt albeit a bit of a generalization when analyzing the differences and which ones are preferable or not. But I applaud the desire to go deeper into this tale of two cities comparison.
I on the other hand, am going to light hearted route!
Since we now live in a culture of images and most people only read a quarter of the words placed on the computer screen in front of them (not a scientific figure, mind you, and if you are reading thus far, then merci!), and most people’s attention span can only last long enough to wait for their bandwidth to calculate their click on the “like” button… (me included) … Well I will just offer up a few fun images to incite more of this nonsensical competition that is all silly and mirthful and all in good fun, between the two cities.
Serving millions per day
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Ever since I have started making annual trips to Paris to help make my dream come true, I begin to go through a cycle of emotions. Spring is always the time of enlightenment, and the few weeks before going to Paris always seem to move so slowly. That is why I headed down to the Metropolitan Museum of Art to write about a very exciting exhibit for me called “Punk: From Chaos to Couture”. The exhibit was very well planned out, very well displayed, and was exactly how it sounds. The exhibit aims to explain how a rebellious, anti-establishment, and creative style, kind of “do it yourself” fashion, became a large inspiration for some of the biggest designers in Haute Couture like Dolce and Gabbana, La Maison Balmain, and Gianni Versaci. Continue reading
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Paris has always been a city loved by artists. How can it not be? Paris is beautiful twenty four hours a day in every light. In Paris, art is everywhere. From every building to every café crème, beauty is a big part of life in Paris. New York is the opposite. In New York, art is basically confined to Art Galleries in Chelsea and museums. Please do not miss-understand, New York has its own art and beauty, but it is not as visible and tangible as the art in Paris.
On my second day of spring break, I was brought to the Metropolitan Museum of Art in Manhattan. My friend Jaclyn and I walked through the hallways filled to the brim with European, Roman, and Greek art and felt the soft cultural touch of the old world. Then we got to the special exhibit. The exhibit that this article is centered around, the exhibit that was comparable to me getting on a plane, putting my tray in a an upright position, leaning back, and taking off back to the place that showed me the beauty of art for the first time 5 years ago. I saw Paris for the first time through a very unique lens. I saw Paris through the lens of someone who didn’t know what to expect. I was 17, and I acted like Keanu Reeves in “Bill and Ted’s Excellent Adventure”, needless to say art was not in my repertoire. But, before I go into the exhibit and what I saw, I would like to give some background on Impressionism and what impressionism is.
In its time, Impressionism was a very controversial subject. Some writers thought it was incomplete and did not understand its sketch-like and creative appearance. But, other writers saw it as a depiction of modern life. That is exactly what Claude Monet and his contemporaries were trying to accomplish. Impressionism is considered to be a new way of looking at life, to quote my friend Jaclyn “not exactly what is there, but the way the artist sees it”. Impressionism is a long and complicated subject that I can write you pages and pages on. But, I’ll save that for my book. Right now, I’ll just cut to the chase about what I saw. Continue reading
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Montclair State University is on Spring Break this week, so at the time when I would normally be in Advanced Spoken Language, I was on a train into New York Penn Station to find one of Paris’s newest most prized treasures, La maison Ladurée.
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Sometimes the hustle and bustle of New York can be too much for anybody and it is nice to take a short journey into a quiet mountain town. This mountain town is in the Garden State of New Jersey. It is called Montclair and I know it well, because I go to Montclair State University. Montclair is a town full of sidewalk cafés, cute little independently owned businesses, and is known for its French community. Baptiste and Leme Maldonado are part of this French community. They came here from Versailles, France two years ago, and just 8 months ago opened this adorable French Pastry place called “Le Petit Parisien”. Continue reading
Article by Frank Cierpial
This Fashion Week has been an unforgettable experience. For the last five years, Frank in Paris and Frank in New York have been two different Franks. Let’s call them Frank and Franck. This Fashion Week was one of those rare moments where I was both of them as if I were flying between two different dimensions. I would go to school at Montclair State and study French and be Frank and then I would head to Manhattan to cover New York Fashion Week for Prete-Moi Paris and I would become Franck. The Franck that is in New York on business so to say; Erin Barr brings out the Franck in me. She brought it out last Fashion week when I went to her presentation and was riveted by what I saw. Continue reading