Bonjour! In honour of Bastille Day, this week I’m happily indulging in my love for all things French. Tomorrow i’ll be donning my favourite breton stripes and Chanel heels before popping to the Pierre Herme counter at Selfridges for a fix of rose macarons. After work, i’ll hop home, via Paul’s bakery at St Pancras (for baguettes fresh off the Eurostar from Paris), to whip up an asparagus et chevre tart from my favourite French cookbook (which requires my full concentration to decipher – the whole thing is in French) while listening to Hotel Costes’ achingly hip soundtrack.
I’m certain that a large chunk of my heart belongs in Paris.
From Coco Chanel and Karl Lagerfeld, Laduree macarons and French pastries, champagne and vin rouge, lipstick, high heels and parfum, French Vogue and Collette, Louis chairs and Diptyque candles, Serge Gainsbourg and Phoenix, Louboutin and Vivier, jaunty berets and breton stripes, Left Bank philosophers and bohemian Marais artistes – my love of all things French may be cliche, but it runs deep to my soul.
So tell me, is there a particular place you fantasise about?
Love, Miss B xx
The pictures and all the things you mention in the post make my heart ache for Paris….
I spy with my little eye… a new Chanel bag?
Alas Hanne, it’s my beloved old one (I took this photo in paris last Autumn). But I’m hoping to have a new one in a month! xx
Then we will be Chanel buddies! I am hoping to get one at the end of August.
I love your writing, always excited about a new post! Keep up the good work!
Well.. after seeing those macaroons, I’m just day dreaming about anywhere that sells them now! Have a great weekend! xx
I love macaroons and Paul!
I used to live on ham baguettes from Paul when I was first working in Paris, and for some reason I haven’t had a macaroon in ages!
I was in Paris for Bastille but sadly only at about 11pm as I got a cab to my hotel to flop into my bed so I missed out on all the festivities. xx
I looooooooove this post!!! I am obsessed with anything and everything French! It’s funny about your relative! But I bet he’d understand! I visited Paris 2 yrs ago and my husband who usually wants to come back home after 2 days on vacation (anywhere), kept saying: “We’re gonna come back!” Needless to say I cannot wait to go back.
P.S. I’m soooo sorry to hear about your chanel 🙁