I was happy to be invited to a small VIP blogger press event at the Caroline de Marchi showroom on rue Saint Honoré (very chic). An Italain bag designer, Caroline de Marchi has existed for five years.
I saw Kasia Dietz there, enjoyed some Italian inspired hors d’oeuvres with champagne, and was put in a drawing to win a handbag at the end of the evening! Although I didn’t win, I was still inspired to write about the event and the designer. Read more →
One month, one month has passed… the most mind blowing month of my life. I am forever changed. I am now a mama.
I have only blogged once about my pregnancy, not wanting to turn my Paris blog into a blog about weird food cravings and nausea episodes (not that I really had either of those), nor do I want to transform this into a blog about everything baby (there are plenty of those already out there and they do it quite well). But I do want to share with all of you readers my absolute joy in this incredibly transforming time in my life.
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There is a small, hidden cobblestone passage way in the 17th, with a charming little bistrot that I went to years ago with people from work at my former occupation. I never kept the card with the name and address and thus could not for the life of me find this charming place back again, when Chéri and I moved into the neighborhood. But one day, as we were strolling in the quarter, we happened upon it, and 7 years after my initial meal there, I finally found back this delightful address.
Passage Geoffroy Didelot 75017 Paris
Le Bistrot du Passage, is tucked away on an almost secret passage in this people’s-class-turning-boho-chic area between the Batignolles and the Plaine Monceau areas. The passage is peppered with artist studios and cute restaurants and still retains an authentic air since it has yet to be over-run with the tourism industries best efforts. I hope it stays that way. Read more →
Yeah, I know, well over 13 years in the City of Light and I cannot for the life of me remember having gone to the Café de Flore for a coffee or for anything, for that matter. Quel honte! Ok, well not really honte, but I was surprised at myself. I suppose I have just spent most of my café exploration energy on finding less touristy places in the city to indulge in. But speaking of touristy, I was delighted to find that the Café de Flore was not just jam-packed with tourists, there was an equal balance of Parisian natives who walked through those doors. Read more →
Article by Melissa Ladd
Already a few days into the new year, and I am finally getting to a blog post. Chéri and I had a cozy romantic celebration at home just the two fo us to ring in 2015. I made us gluten free pizza and we had a movie marathon. I honestly wasn’t in the mood for anything more than that, nor was I in any condition (at 6 months pregnant) so if you didn’t know yet now you do. Voilà! Chéri and I are going to be parents!!!
2014 was a good year for Prête-Moi Paris, one where the blog celebrated 5 years up and running! Read more →
In my hometown in New England, we always had an event in mid-December called the « Christmas Stroll ». It was a a time for the residents and those of neighboring towns to come and enjoy together the Christmas ambiance that was always so well exemplified in the decorations. The town (a village really) had a tiny little central « place » that housed the tall Christmas tree and the crèche de noël, and all the black and white façades of the boutiques on Main Street were spruced up with fir greens and red bows with pretty little white lights to accentuate the falling snowflakes that always arrived just in time. The shops opened late for the Christmas stroll and served or sold their best and most festive holiday wares. It was a place to run into your old school teacher, or meet up with past classmates, see old high school pals or towns people that you know and recognize for years.
While that may never happen to me ever in Paris, I did get to experience a different, perhaps more glamorous type of Christmas stroll and although there was no small town charm or reminiscing, there was plenty of holiday cheer and happiness shared between me and a darling friend who was enjoying it all for the first time. I couldn’t have felt a warmer Christmas glow if I had been at the foot of that New England village Christmas Christmas tree. Read more →
Article écrit par Barbara de la Motte Saint Pierre, artiste Parisienne et par Melissa Ladd, et traduit par Melissa.
Article written by Barbara de la Motte Saint Pierre, a Parisian artist and by Melissa Ladd, and translated by Melissa.
Nous voilà revenus de notre ballade de perfumistas, Melissa, son Chéri et moi.
Here we are, returned from our Paris perfume prommenade, Melissa, her Chéri and I.
Nous avons commencé rue de la Paix chez Amin Kader chez lequel nous avons respiré les eaux de cologne de Santa Maria Novella, maison florentine qui remonte à 1500, et qui était le fournisseur de Catherine puis de Marie de Médicis. Dans leurs production j’ai respiré Maréchale qui est le parfam de Léonora Galigaï, maréchale d’Ancre et favorite de Marie de Médicis. Sur le moment ce jus poivré me conquit… mais j’allais au devant d’autres émotions olfactives.
We began on rue de la Paix at Amin Kader where we smelled the eaux de colognes by Santa Maria Novella, a Florentine perfume house that dates back to 1500, and who was the perfume supplier of Catherine and then Marie de Médicis. In their collection I tested Maréchale which was the perfume of Léonora Galigai, maréchale d’Ancre and favorite of Marie de Médicis. For the time being this peppery juice attracted me… but I wanted to head off to other olfactive emotions.
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FIVE WEEKS. Five long weeks with a resin made « ball and chain » stretching from the start of my toes to just below my knee. Misery, you would think. And yes while it was cumbersome, and the novelty got old really fast, I like to look on the bright side and have decided to reflect on the perks of wearing a cast in Paris. Call it a version of project optimism…
- People give up their seat on the bus for you. If you are a commuter in Paris, (or in any large metropolis for that matter, you know how coveted seats are. Well a cast guarantees you that someone will get off their derrière and let you pose yours. #WIN!
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Last September, yes I know, nearly a year ago (I’m a bad blogger) in 2013, I was invited to the hotel opening for the new Sofitel Arc de Triomphe in the 8th district of Paris. And this past June I went to a press presentation of the newly renovated Mercure Montmartre in the 18th.
I thought it would be interesting to compare the two hotel openings and how they went about promoting their hotel.
What’s funny about the Sofitel opening is, I figured it wouldn’t be a big deal, just a visit of some rooms and maybe a glass of champagne. Boy was I wrong! I arrived to a swinging party stuffed full of Paris socialites and celebrities. About 800 people were invited to this party. Press people and fashion people. It was aparantly THE event to be at in September 2013.
So when I headed over to the Mercure Montmartre opening in June 2014, I was expecting a party. There was no party. It was a press presentation, and a very organized one at that! We were assigned a group with a few « guides » who brought us through a tour of the hotel, explaining the services and ideas behind the new design and decoration. I have to say, it was rather tedious, especially in the beginning, and we were not offered any refreshment of any sort before or during the tour. Read more →