Whenever I think of Paris, I see a city of supreme contradictions. Of course it is one of the most famous cities in the world - renowned for being the capital for love, culture, fashion, history... etc. You get the picture. I have been many times, and over the past couple of years, I have made Paris an annual stop over between London and New York.
I love Paris - I love the feeling of being immersed in it's way of life. This trip was no exception - even when I was stranded for one night due to bad weather and last minute cancellations by Eurostar - il n'ya pas de regrets...
As my French acquaintance (by way of Ireland) who was present when we received the news sarcastically yet aptly said... "Oh no! Stranded in Paris!! Whatever will you do??"
Touché! There are really worst things that could happen.
Paris to me is a very dirty pretty city - and that is what I love about it. One of my favorite areas of Paris is Pigalle... the current "in vogue" place to be where the bourgeoisie twenty and thirty-somethings live, open up cool stores, and wine and dine in chichi restaurants with impeccable food. It is also, by the way, the red light district. Young girls, old girls (whatever goes) are on the street hustling under neon lit bars and clubs. It's partly sad, but kind of liberating as well - a very interesting dichotomy.
As usual, I had an amazing time, shopped (copped a pair of Nicholas Kirkwood's from L'Eclaireur - the older and more sophisticated relative of Colette), met up with Kristina, Stéphane (Pigalle Store), Sarah, Lenny (No Good Store), and met some other Parisian culture makers.
So, please view the photos below to get a taste of the Paris I love.
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