Three Days in Paris

Wearing at top: Whistles coat (now on sale here + also seen here) // Chanel bag // Topshop brooches (on coat) // Kenneth Jay Lane bracelets // Tom Ford sunglasses // Mac ‘Ruby Woo’ lipstick. 

One of the definite perks of living in Europe is that there is a wealth of marvellous cities just a couple of hours away (vs Australia, where flying anywhere takes about 20 hours). My friend Grace was was coming to town from New York a few weeks ago, and when we were making plans she asked if I also wanted to join her in Paris after her stay in London. I thought about it for all of two seconds before saying ‘oui‘. One of my resolutions for 2017 was to do more of what I love, more often. And Paris and wonderful girlfriends definitely both fall into that category.

So I put on my out-of-office, hopped on an early Eurostar, and just three hours after leaving my house found myself stepping off the metro and into the glorious sunshine in Paris. As Grace was flying and thus arriving an hour later (I’ve since educated her on the merits of getting a Eurostar instead of a flight between London and Paris), I found a charming little cafe around the corner from our apartment and holed up with my laptop and the biggest coffee the French do (translation: tiny).

We headed upstairs to the tres incroyable One Fine Stay apartment we were lucky enough to call home for the next two nights, and it was everything we could have wanted in our fantasy Parisian apartment – just steps from Le Louvre above a florist on Rue St Honore and all marble, chic design elements and sweeping French windows. After tearing ourselves away, we wandered down the road to the Palais Royale. In the springtime – when the roses are in full bloom and all the Parisians sit around the fountain with their weekend papers – it’s one of my favourite places in the world, but it’s still utterly lovely in the winter too. Our first stop was to Cafe Kitsune for coffee (like the blogger cliches that we are), before finding a little cafe nearby for a late lunch outside in the sunshine. We sat and caught up on life over champagne and Croque Monsieurs, and just happily people-watched for hours. I could think of worse ways to spend a Friday afternoon…

One of the joys of visiting a city you’ve both been to many times before is that instead of feeling you have to rush around to see everything, you can just move slowly with no agenda and do exactly as you please. So after lunch in the park, we went for a stroll around the neighbourhood with nowhere in particular to be but all of Paris to enjoy. For dinner, we headed to Tannat – the most wonderful little neighbourhood restaurant a little out of the way, but entirely worth the metro ride – where we caught up with Lindsey (who is an American writer living in Paris and is basically living my dream) over French onion soup which we all agreed was so good, it was practically life-changing.

As Grace and I had both only recently visited Paris with our boyfriends, we wanted to spend hours shopping – not exactly something you can do with a man in tow, no matter how patient (my fiancé has a one hour shopping threshold, so I have to use it wisely). And as we were staying on Rue St Honore, we didn’t have far to go.

We started with brunch in the sunshine at Cafe Marly (on the terrace of the Louvre), before heading to Astier de Villate at no. 173 – one of my favourite purveyors of delicious homewares, but also rather devastatingly expensive. Next it was onto Collette, one of my favourite boutiques, at no. 213 where we fell for embroidered shoes by Tabitha Simmons and bags by Olympia Le-Tan, and sniffed our way around the beauty room (always one of my favourite spots to discover cool new beauty products), where I convinced Grace to buy a bottle of Byredo’s Pulp perfume (we have the same taste in fragrance and as I’d just acquired my first bottle for my birthday and am now quite obsessed, I knew she’d love it too). After a pause at Diptyque at no. 330, it was on to the really excellent spots. We went to Goyard at no. 233 to fantasy shop, but Grace fell for a chic white clutch bag which she took home. Whilst we were there, two guys came in with their adorable dogs to have them fitted for Goyard collars… only in Paris!

A detour via Annick Goutal (where I again convinced Grace to buy a bottle of Petite Cherie – my favourite summer perfume) and the new Laduree macaron boutique on Rue Castiglione, and then onto Chanel on Rue Cambon. I fell deeply in love with this blush pink bag (below), but thought I should exercise some restraint (that is quite the hefty impulse buy…) and ‘sleep on it’. Alas, the next day the store was closed, and two failed transfers to the London store later, I’m still trying to hunt it down to make it mine.

Well and truly window shopped-out, we headed to Hotel Costes for a glass of pink champagne (and a peek at the hotel’s florist, exploding with perfumed roses). I’d been listening to Costes’ annual albums (the perfect French lounge soundtrack for lazy weekends) for the past decade, but had only ever visited the florist in person. My tip is to avoid the terrace (devoid of ambience and full of smokers) where they’ll try to seat you if you’re not staying at the hotel, and request a seat in the bar or one of the smaller rooms (all plush upholstery and crimson walls). Even if you only go for one drink and a peek at the hotel, it’s the perfect spot for a special treat next time you’re in Paris.

Afterwards, it was time for dinner, and we were both in the mood for a proper French supper. I suggested we head to the Left Bank, where all the iconic bistros sit – Cafe de Flore, Le Deux Magots, Cafe Bonaparte and Brasserie Lipp. So we hopped in a car and 10 minutes later found ourselves tucked into the corner table at Brasserie Lipp, imagining all the great artists, philosophers and literary greats who had dined in that same spot before us.

After far too many carbs, we decided to skip the metro and walk back to the apartment. It was a beautiful evening for it, and we strolled down Rue Bonaparte, across the Pont des Arts – pausing to take in the lights reflected in the Seine and the Eiffel Tower glittering in the distance – through the Louvre and back to Rue St Honore. We fell into our beds, full and happy.

The next day, we strolled to Le Marais – my favourite neighbourhood in Paris. Grace was hankering for crepes, so I led us to Creperie Suzette; it’s where I had my very first meal in Paris about 12 years ago when I stumbled upon it by accident (and miraculously I remembered the way this day). We sat outside and had the most delicious goats cheese crepes as a jolly French band played all my favourite jazz standards on the other side of the pavement. It felt like the perfect cinematic moment, and we couldn’t have been happier.

Given the face Grace and I are both art obsessives, we can never go to Paris without visiting at least one gallery. So after a quite turn around Place des Vosges (one of my favourite spots in all of Paris) we headed to the Musee de Picasso nearby. Unfortunately half of the museum was closed for re-hanging and so we only got to see half of the collection, but it was still worth the visit to learn more about the man himself (and gives me a good reason to return again soon and see the rest).

Sadly Grace then had to leave to get her flight back to New York, so we walked back to the apartment and said a fond farewell (happily I’ll get to see her again in a few months) and I headed up to Montmartre with my bags to see my friend Anne. After chocolate tarts from Hardware Societe (I feel it’s perfectly acceptable to forgo normal nutrition in favour of pastry when in Paris…) we walked all over the bohemian neighbourhood for hours until night fell – past the Sacre Coeur (which she lives right beside) and its vantage point over the rooftops of Paris, past the artists and the tiny cafes in the Place du Tertre, up and down picture-prefect stairways, past windmills and vineyards and cabarets, and through the Place des Abbesses. I love having friends all over the world, and it’s always such a treat to have my own personal French tour guide when I’m in town.


Wearing: Zara top (similar style here) // Chanel bag // Celine sunglasses. 

Finally, tired from walking but heart full of new Parisian memories with dear friends, it was time to head to Gare du Nord for my train home. Until next time, au revoir Paris!

Love, Miss B xx

P.S. You can see Grace’s post from our trip here!

By Invitation: A Night in New York with Michael Bublé (+ a Competition)

A Girl, A Style _ Times SquareA Girl, A Style _ Michael Buble

As those who follow me on Twitter and Instagram will have seen, a little while ago I was invited to New York to join Michael Bublé to mark the launch of his debut fragrance, By Invitation, and new album. And when Michael Bublé calls, you definitely answer (and jump on the next trans-Atlantic flight). Regular readers will know my that New York is one of my true loves (I’ve been every year for the past 7 years), but this was definitely one for the books.

After spending our first day ticking off as many of our favourite New York things as we could, on the second day we were treated to a fragrance masterclass with renowned perfumer Karine Dubreuil-Sereni, who worked alongside Bublé to create By Invitation. I’m a bit of a fragrance obsessive, so it was so wonderful to learn about the complexity of the fragrance notes (from precious white musk to cassis and red roses) and the process that goes into creating a perfume. Truthfully, I normally avoid ‘celebrity’ fragrances at all costs so was worried I wouldn’t like this one, but it is honestly gorgeous; feminine but not saccharine, classic and yet modern. Mr Bublé summed it up by saying that if he were to pass a gorgeous woman on the street, this is the smell he would want to catch as he passed. I’ve been wearing it constantly since autumn (I especially love it spritzed into my hair or on a scarf so that it lingers all day), and am always getting asked what I’m wearing.

A Girl, A Style _ Times SquareA Girl, A Style _ Michael BubleA Girl, A Style _ Chanel Classic Flap Bag

My friend Hayley and I were lucky enough to get to spend time with the man himself in the afternoon, and he is quite probably the most charming man I have ever met (lovely, kind, handsome and hilarious in equal measure). Needless to say, my long-standing Bublé crush went up a few notches (sorry, fiancé!). Afterwards, we hopped to DryBar for a blowout (when in New York…) before headed back to the iconic Hotel Edison to get ready for the evening.

Downstairs, the ballroom had been transformed into an intimate jazz club (scented with By Invitation, of course), where we were serenaded by Mr Bublé and that voice. I grew up idolising the glamour of the stage and the old jazz crooners, so getting all dressed up and running through a glittering Times Square to hear Bublé perform at the iconic Edison Ballroom will definitely go down as one of my favourite New York moments to date.

A Girl, A Style _ Times SquareA Girl, A Style _ Times SquareWearing: Self Portrait dress (similar style here) // Whistles sandals (sold out, but similar style here) // Chanel bag // Kenneth Jay Lane bracelets (similar style here) // J.Crew necklace (faux pearl version here) // Lulu Frost earrings.
Beauty: Charlotte Tilbury lipstick in ‘Bosworth’s Beauty’ // Deborah Lippmann nail polish in ‘La Vie en Rose’ // NARS blush in ‘Gaiety‘.

Thank you, Mr Bublé for the most magical evening in New York City!

Love, Miss B xx

Any fellow Bublé fans out there? I’m giving away a bottle of the gorgeous new ‘By Invitation’ fragrance signed by Mr Bublé himself, just in time for Christmas! Just comment below letting me know why you should win and I’ll choose and announce the winner on the 2nd December.

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I was flown to New York courtesy of Michael Bublé and ‘By Invitation’. Photos of me by Bang on Style (thank you, Debs!)

City Guide: Weekend in Vienna

A Girl, A Style _ ViennaA Girl, A Style _ Vienna
If you follow me on Instagram, Facebook or Twitter, you’ll know that we’re recently back from a weekend city break in Vienna. As my fiancé and I had both been travelling separately a lot for work, we had barely seen each other and were in need of some quality time together. As we both love exploring more than anything, a quick flight to another European city seemed like the perfect answer. Although we had been to Vienna once before, it poured with rain our entire time there so we had been longing to return.

We took an early flight from Heathrow on Friday morning, and by lunch we were walking through the park in the sunshine in Vienna. We packed in plenty of museums, coffee shops and sights before our Sunday evening flight home, but still felt like we had enough relaxing downtime that we could head to the office refreshed by Monday morning. If you haven’t been to Vienna before, I recommend it for it’s beautiful architecture, history and grand old coffeehouses; it is a city just made for romance and cultural enlightenment. Next time we’ll come back in December for the famous Christmas markets and a night at the opera (the weather was perfect so we didn’t take in any of the renowned music halls this time, but I couldn’t think of a better way to spend a cold winter evening in Vienna).

A Girl, A Style _ Hofburg Palace ViennaA Girl, A Style _ Hofburg Palace Vienna
These were the best things we covered during our stay:

Do // If you’re a culture addict, then Vienna is quite simply one of the best cities in the world. Grand architecture, rich history, breathtaking palaces and wonderful museums are yours to be explored. You’ll see many of the renowned ‘sights’ – the State Opera House, the Homburg Palace (above), St Stephen’s Cathedral, the Spanish Riding School – just walking around the old town and between the museums. On this trip we visited and loved the Belvedere Palace (the largest collection of Klimt and other masters housed in a baroque palace where the Archduke Franz Ferdinand once lived) and the grand Kunsthistorisches Museum, and on our last visit we loved the Albertina Museum and spectacular Schonbrunn Palace (which I posted here).

On both visits, we loved pottering around the fresh food market and eateries at the Naschmarkt (below), and on Saturdays there is a flea market at one end that is worth a visit if, like me, you love an antique treasure-hunt. If the weather is fine, take a stroll through the beautiful Volksgarten in the Museums Quartier, or find a chair beside the roses for a spot of people-watching.

For us, the highlight of the weekend was a sunset carriage ride through the old town. A white carriage drawn by two gorgeous white horses arrived at the entrance to our hotel looking like something straight out of an Austrian fairytale, took us on a tour of the town and then delivered us to Prater, a nostalgic 250 year-old amusement park. There, in the middle of the park, awaited the most exquisite three-course dinner in our own candlelit carriage on a grand old FERRIS WHEEL (so marvellous it warrants capitals for emphasis). As the sun went down, we ate dinner on the Riesenrad twirling high above the lights of the funfair rides below as the Viennese skyline glittered off in the distance, and each time we reached the ground a waiter would pop in to top-up our champagne or bring new dishes. Definitely a date night for the books.

A Girl, A Style _ Naschmarkt ViennaA Girl, A Style _ ViennaA Girl, A Style _ Prate Park ViennaA Girl, A Style _ Riesenrad Prater Park Vienna
Eat // It’s a good thing Vienna is a city made for long walks, because diet-friendly it is not. Here’s it’s all about the three C’s: chocolate, cake and coffee. The Viennese are passionate about their kaffeehaus tradition, and there are dozens of grand old cafes in the city which are worth a visit as much for the political cultural and literary history (these are the places where the likes of Freud, Loos, Trotsky would loiter) as for the confection.

My favourite has to be Cafe Sperl – all marble tables and dark wood paneling – where after spending the morning at Naschtmarkt, we tucked ourselves into a corner booth and lingered a while over coffee and the best apple strudel I’ve ever had as a pianist played all my favourite jazz standards. The next day we found a table upstairs at the equally glorious (though a little more touristy) Demel for tea and apricot strudel, and later stopped for coffee at Cafe Central which serves up some excellent people-watching with a side of history beneath its magnificent marbled arches (the cafe was a favourite of both Trotsky and Hitler during their Vienna years).

Lastly, if the famous Wiener Schnitzel is what you’re after, go straight to Figlmuller. I don’t eat meat so only had a salad, but the boyfriend was exceedingly pleased with his schnitzel – albeit defeated by the vast size – and the original Wollzeile location was oozing with old Austrian charm.

A Girl, A Style _ Cafe Sperl ViennaA Girl, A Style _ Kaffeehaus ViennaA Girl, A Style _ Cafe Sperl ViennaWearing: Boohoo dress // J.Crew necklace // Lulu Frost necklace // Valentino bag // NARS ‘Charlotte’ lipstick // NARS ‘Gaiety’ blush

Stay // We stayed at the beautiful InterContinental Vienna, located just opposite Stadtpark and just a few minutes walk from the MuseumQuartier, the Old Town, the Naschtmarkt and the Belvedere Palace. Our suite had views over the park and was possibly bigger than our apartment at home. The staff were utterly delightful and organised that magical carriage ride and candlelit dinner on the Riesenrad for us. If you have a special occasion to celebrate (perhaps an anniversary or birthday or part of a honeymoon), then I can’t recommend the ‘romance‘ package enough. No detail was spared, and they really did go the extra mile to make sure we felt pampered and welcomed.

A Girl, A Style _ InterContinental ViennaA Girl, A Style _ InterContinental ViennaA Girl, A Style _ InterContinental Vienna
Souvenir //  You really can’t go to Vienna without trying a slice of the famous Sachertorte (a rich dark chocolate cake with layers of apricot jam inside and a bittersweet chocolate icing, invented in Vienna in 1832). Better yet, take one home to share. Only Hotel Sacher and Demel sell the real deal. If that doesn’t satisfy your sweet-tooth, pick up some longues du chat or a tablet of dark chocolate at Demel, or a box of Sissitaler or Mozartkugel (the city’s iconic marzipan chocolates). Yum!

Good to know // The city is compact enough that you can walk just about everywhere, but otherwise the subway is clean, easy to use and goes everywhere you’ll want to visit. Most Viennese speak excellent English, but will appreciate your efforts to try your best German (the official language).

A Girl, A Style _ Demel ViennaA Girl, A Style _ ViennaWearing: ASOS dress (I’m wearing the ‘tall‘ version for a slightly longer length) // Chanel bag // Dune sandals // Tom Ford sunglasses // Mimco bracelets (old)

Have you made it to beautiful Vienna yet? Let me know if you have any recommendations I can try on my next visit!

Love, Miss B xx

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I Heart New York

Hello from New York, my lovelies!

As those who follow me on Twitter will know, I’ve escaped to New York for 10 blissful days of post-Fashion Week downtime. I’m staying with my favourite girl in New York, Nicolette Mason, and together we’re happily galavanting all over town. I’m having enormous fun getting to know Williamsburg in Brooklyn (where I’m staying, but which I’ve never really explored before), which is positively heaving with hipsters, cool little eateries, boutiques, vintage stores and tree-lined streets.

And of course there are my usual favourite New York things to do: endless walks around Central Park; strolling the Upper East Side; museum loitering; window shopping on 5th Avenue; fantasising about living in the pretty redbrick townhouses of the West Village; passing all the iconic sights and pretending not to care, but actually feeling like an excited child; stocking up on American gum and candy (it’s the best); getting giant plates of berry-stuffed French toast for brunch; people-watching in Washington Square Park; watching the city whizz by from the back of a yellow taxi.

Do you have any favourite New York things to do or places to visit I should try and squeeze into my last few days here?

Love, Miss B xx