Paris Musings

"Ajoutez deux lettres à Paris : c'est le paradis. "- Jules

Paris involved two days of pure designer sensation, not to mention culinary-induced experiences and an abundance of photography. I bought my Balenciaga; after a slight side-tracking involving an on-sale Chloe Padlock bag- (it was a strange shiny beige colour, and although it was appealing- it just wouldnt have matched with my general everyday wardrobe choices)- I decided to stick with the classic Balenciaga. It is black, beautiful, slouchy and smells divine: expensive leather is a very RICH smell.

Additional purchases include a Faux Fur Coat that I bought in this cavern-like shop in the Latin Quarter. An array of French Magazines and a couple of winter pieces here and there, including a very glamourous leather clutch. I drank copious amounts of tea, especially in Les Deux Magots: which overlooks the chic chaos of Saint Germain but additionally the cafe where Simone De Beauvoir, Jean-Paul Sartre and Hemingway spent a great deal of time (probably why I adore it so much).

I finally, yet very casually came across Colette (3rd photo in the group below) on Saint-Honore: the only way I can describe it is: the retail-version of a museum. Filled to the brim with quirky books, gadgets, cosmetics and clothes: its the perfect way to wile away a Sunday afternoon with a friend and a Starbucks coffee. No wonder it is one of Karl Lagerfeld's favourite places to shop in Paris.

As I've said before I much prefer the left bank to the right: all the cosy bars, the authenticity of the narrow streets and the general bohemian-artist vibes floating across the streets and through the people is very inspiring.