Photo Booth Fun

The world needs more photo booths!

Fizzy Pop

Black death never looked so good.

Le Pouvoir des Fleurs

Flowers in Bloom at the Jardin des Plantes.

Walk of Art

When fashion and art collide, this is what you get.

In their latest collection, Reebok pay tribute to Jean Michel Basquiat, the 1980's neo-expressionist master.

You can pick up yours at Colette.

Morocco in Paris

Instead of jetting off to Marrakech for the weekend I stayed in Paris, but a trip to the Paris Mosque was almost as good as the real thing, and a lot lighter on the pocket. 

This hidden haven is a delightful spot to sip mint tea and nibble on baklava. 

Pigalle B'ball Tournament

Paris 2009.

Blonde vs Brunette

Nothing makes me want to be a blonde (or wear a lace catsuit) more than Marianne Faithfull circa 1960something.

But Cilla makes brunette look pretty good too...

Old School

It isn't just the young folk that have that certain joie de vivre.

Calvi On The Rocks

What could be a better combination than music and sunshine? 

A place where there was an abundance of both was Calvi on the Rocks, and seriously, life does not get much better than this. A beautiful music festival on a beautiful French island is truly a winning formula.

So if anyone is looking for me next July, this is where you will find me. 

Hung Out To Dry

I have recently been in a little French town called Hyeres. I thought one of the prettiest things about this place was the assortment washing that was on display outside every window. It sure beats a Hills Hoist!

L is for Louboutin

Recently I died and went to shoe heaven (more specifically located at 19 Rue Jean-Jacques Rousseau). It looks like I am going to sending Santa a very long Christmas list this year, and it is only June!

Passers By - Paris

A sneak peek of my latest people watching exploits...

Observed from my favourite breakfast cafe on Rue Vieille du Temple. 

Trash or Treasure

Today I visited the flea market at Porte de Vanves. Unfortunately I arrived just as it was closing up, but there was still a whole trove of treasures to be discovered, and I am not just talking about the 1290s pill boxes or the moth eaten clothes. I found the marketeers to be just as intriguing as the wares they were touting. To me they were like merchants from a bygone era. 

This was my attempt at bartering over Victorian folding chairs in my very limited French, hence the vigorous gesturing, and the confused expression on the stall keepers face. 

Cycle Chic

How is it that Parisians are so impossibly chic? I am suffering from whiplash from having to stop and stare at every person that passes me on the street. Not to mention my serious case of wardrobe envy.

This lady made cycling in heels look natural. 

Paper Planes

I am not quite sure what to say about this other than it makes me feel the urge to pull out my glue stick for a bit of cutting and pasting. Building model aeroplanes is not a pass time that usually occupies my attention, but there is a first time for everything. 

J'adore le Supermarché

I know I promised Chanel and cobbled streets, but I have to say I love European supermarkets. I don't know if it is the old fashioned check outs, the shelves stacked with foreign produce or the funny euro-pop background music, but entering one of these places is like stepping back in time. I would take this over Tesco any day. 

On the Continent... (Just)

Finally, I have arrived in Paris. Although, I managed to miss my train, so subconsciously there must have been a part of me that wanted to stay in London, and who could blame me? But as I must be in Paris, I am dreaming of munching baguettes as I wander the cobbled streets clad in Chanel. Doesn't everybody? 

A Paris Affair

I have had a long running love affair with Paul & Joe. (And before you ask, I am not about to run off with French brothers.) It started when I was about sixteen and since then my passion has grown in vast quantities.

As you can imagine, I am having sleepless nights imagining this eagerly anticipated reunion with my Love in Paris next week. To me, there is no boutique quite as beautiful as Paul & Joe on Avenue Montaigne, and I cannot wait to step foot in there again. 

Canal Cool

If i ever return to London, this beautiful place by Regents Canal is where I would like to live. (The amazing warehouse conversion, not the houseboat!)

Heart Byrne

Ok, so I know I am soon to be in the land of patisseries, but I do love British cakes (I am a total sucker for a Victoria sponge.) If you fancy a quintessentially English sugar fix, there is no better place than Peyton and Byrne. 

Ain't it pretty? 

My London Life…

…Is coming to an end faster than I expected. Where have the last two years gone? I am spending my last few days in this most magic of cities revisiting places that hold a special place in my heart.

Here are a few of my favourite London spaces:

Fake It...

Fake it Till You Make it:

1. (Also called 'Act as if') is a common catch phrase that means to imitate confidence so that the confidence produces success.

The pretty rosette is courtesy of my divine friend Hannah, who fakes it like the best of them. Thank you lovely! X

Catnapped

For the last two nights, I have had an unexpected (but eagerly received) evening visitor. He has followed me home, and jumped onto my bed before I have had time to protest.

I am concerned his family will worry that their feline friend no longer returns home come night fall, but not concerned enough to boot him out into the cold. I would be lying if I said I wasn't hoping he would be waiting on my doorstep this evening. Do you think I can keep him?