Even with the lingering smell of rain in the air... my feet are glad to bask in the warm sunlight.
Hello kitty x Ladurée stickers.. they go on my phone, laptop, books... i'm 29 going on 12.
Vintage books with color illustrations are treasures that should never be thrown away.. In my own little way i try to save them.
I can imagine this Little Women, published in 1947, bringing joy to a child in post-war America & now, to me :)
Ladurée + Hello Kitty = sweeter than sweet...
Though I personally prefer Pierre Hermé macaroons, the box was too pretty to pass up! x
Down with a cold since i got back from Normandy... so it's been hot teas & sweaters...
In spite of the naysayers & purists, I improved greatly my level of french from reading fashion magazines. To me, every Vogue Paris article is a french essay hee.
Can't walk past Laduree without buying something for dessert! Caramel sea salt, pistachio, Venezuela chocolate, rose, melon, vanilla, heaven.
Sweet little pull for autumn... I love the feel of it on a cold body.
Enjoying the last of the long summer days. xx
La Madeleine..where i always light a candle & confess my innermost thoughts & fears. She listens to you & gives you hope.
Before i enter, i always remember to turn around & admire the view of the Concorde..
Tea at Laduree, Serene's birthday...
We indulged in macarons, vanilla was the best this time. Different parfums are perfected by the different brands i'm sure.
Looking at the frenzied shoppers hurrying past... obviously happy to be indoors enjoying our coffees.
We discovered a quaint little shop chock full of vintage treasures.. it was the cute coin purses by the window that led me to beg a determined Serene to stop & let me go in. "JUST A LOOK" i promised. We ended up with beautiful wooden boxes, one for her makeup, & a tea box for my Christmas boy.
Ahhh. I love coin purses.
Chanel dresses up window displays with a touch of Karl...
Late at night, hand in hand along Champs elysees... soaking in the magic of Christmas, the dampness of the Parisian air, the warmth of your hand, yes indeed, sweet dreams are made of this.
