My lovely readers, I am fresh out of inspiration for posts these days. I am blaming it on the 5 weeks, FIVE WEEKS! of having my foot in a cast and being mostly limited in what I can do and where I can go (I did make a couple of exceptions though, at Le Meurice and Gerard Mulot). So being low on inspiring subject matter (most of my days are spent at home in my apartment with an occasional break at the café down below), I thought I would toss up a Pretty Paris Pictures post from the 14th of July where we say pretty cozy with a snazzy view on the rooftop of the Novotel Vaugirard hotel where Chéri and I were invited to watch the festivities. (PS : they do have a restaurant with a balcony where you can dine with a view even if you are not staying at the the hotel).
I was so happy to be invited by Le Meurice for a tea time tasting of their pastries, which are renowned, and rightly so given the dedication to French excellence in pastry arts and cuisine that is promoted by this Dorchester Collection hotel.
But an article about tea time at Le Meurice will no doubt spark a conversation about the recent media frenzy over the boycott against hotels owned by the sultan of Brunei, a small sovereign nation that is pocketed on a Malaysian coastline. Anna Wintour and all the celebrities have a very valid point in boycotting hotels owned by this sultan who is integrating sharia law into his country’s customs. I IN NO WAY SUPPORT SHARIA LAW IN ANY WAY. These laws are intrinsically homophobic, misogynist and inhumane. I think radical leaders like Hassanal Bolkiah should be given a taste of their very own oppression and discrimination. I support Anna Wintour and the fashion industry boycotting the Dorchester Collection hotels. But… I also support the dedicated and open minded professionals that work in and for these hotels. These people have nothing to do with the garish laws implemented in Brunei, nor its sultan’s opinions or religious inclination. These people who work in hotels such as Le Meurice, uphold the standards of luxury and tolerance of people from all walks of life. The wonderful people who work for Le Meurice support French standards of business, liberté, égalité, fraternité. I find it sad that these people are the ones being in essence hurt by this sultan’s decisions, and it isn’t fair for them at all. They do an amazing job of running a hotel with high French standards. I do hope the public opinion can put enough pressure on the sultan for him to retract his decision for sharia law without putting in danger the jobs of those who work in his hotels.
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It would seem that Springtime draws me out and exploring the cafés of Paris. I think the easing of chilly weather makes me feel more adventurous and I am inclined to exit the comfort of home for the chairs, benches and divans at various unexplored cafés around town. Although it isn’t that difficult to entice me outdoors given the many attractive café establishments in the City of lights.
I spent a little time recently in two that I had never discovered before…and all in the same afternoon.
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The Paris love-locks… I know, I know. We have all discussed, photographed and blogged the death out of these little objects… They have a turbulent existence it would seem… All these declarations of passion, desire and commitment have become cumbersome to the city of Paris, but no one wants to discard them.
In a recent article in the Marianne magazine (a leftist French publication) there was an article about these locks and the weight they pull (and place) in the very heart of the city of lights, the city of love.
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Before Winter’s end, I thought I should perhaps share with you this charming and cozy spot that Chéri and I had drinks at a few weeks ago. The Westin hotel has a bar that I like to go to in the winter, but they added a Winter garden this year. In their atrium that is open to the sky they installed cozy heat laps, faux lawn, faux furs on the chairs, and poof! it’s a magic winter wonderland to have a cocktail and pretend you are on an outdoor terrace at some ski mountain. The only thing missing this year : the snow. New england got dumped upon, but all we got was rain after the météo had crossed the Atlantic. Read more →
These all may be classic things (see above image) on the Valentines way of celebrating list, but there is no better excuse than this day to celebrate lovers, to bring out the ambiance enhancers…and entice your chéri with tried but true tools of seduction. Read more →
I have been braving the cold and dreary weather lately, with my camera in tow, trying to capture some of those beautiful moments that flicker across my life in this amazing city… And if course I do all that so I can share it with you! Sometimes I end up walking waaaay farther than I originally intend to, all for the sake of getting more great shots. Some of my night shots come out rather yellowish, I wonder if it’s the lights here, or is it my camera? I don’t do any image altering or filtering on my pictures that I post here. I would, if I had the time, but I am just to busy to bother. So I end up taking quite a handful of clichés for each frame, in order to get the perfect picture that won’t need modifications.
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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.
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It was a cold rainy evening, with slick sidewalks, umbrellas jostling for space and the sky dark by 6pm because of the recent time change. Two girlfriends and I waited like groupies for the doors to open at this hip « huppé » spot next to La Madeleine. (Huppé is French for hyped). It was my first time in this bar, which is said to be one of the oldest in Paris. My girlfriends raved about it, and it seems that every other blogger and their best friend has posted something on it. It figures that I work just down the street from it, and pass by it EVERY day but never really paid much attention as it has a very discreet store front. So me of course, doing things at my own leisurely pace, am a little en retard, but that doesn’t make this place ANY less wonderful! It’s a Mad Men type of low-key-makes-you-want-to-drink-whiskey kind of place. Read more →