Showing posts with label paris. Show all posts
Showing posts with label paris. Show all posts

April 8, 2010

dead duck

i've just had three of my scarves dry cleaned. i'm pretty sure this is the cleanest this scarf has ever been. i'm also pretty sure this is my favourite. i'm not sure whether that's because it's the first one i bought for myself (second hand). or because it's vintage. or maybe it's because i think that blue is the colour of my soul (absolutely my favourite colour).

February 4, 2010

maison la roche

only a few photos.

depressingly, the film in the M6 wasn't wound on...

and i was running very low on digital space...

and i lent dad my spare memory card.


needless to say, i'm going back.

November 13, 2009

what did you do yesterday?


good morning paris! i stumbled off the train at about nine and went straight up la butte.




lovely contrast on le sacre coeur.



i walked around up there a bit and sat in sacre coeur for a bit and then sauntered down to rose bakery for breakfast. it wasn't particularly enjoyable because they weren't busy at all and i was just expecting more from the staff. no matter, the coffee was decent and fruit salad delicious.


then the search for the a.p.c surplus store began. i had drawn myself a pretty good map of the places i definitely wanted to see (rose bakery, a.p.c, laura's work place, gare du nord) but beyond that i was wandering around aimlessly. anyway, i found a.p.c but it didn't open til 12 so i ended up walking up la butte again! i made it back later though, let me assure you!


this is where laura is doing and internship for a trend forecaster. it's also where iannis xenakis lived. small world.



the very silly ms geddes.


she took me to a very charming restaurant for lunch. called cote 9eme (5, rue henri monnier) and it reminded me of le taxi jeune - the owner also runs the place and is obviously very passionate about it.


metro-ed down to concorde.


a bunch of cymbals in the pond. the ducks were none too pleased, let me tell you.



i went into colette but it was uninspiring - even the window was lame. i might be biased, but dover street is infinitely better. i sound really miserable, don't i? i did actually really enjoy myself, promise!



so down to le seine.


i've experienced paris in all seasons now and i think autumn might be my favourite. but i think autumn is in general so maybe it means nothing. either way, paris, you've reclaimed my heart.


May 2, 2009

leftovers

palais royal

the flower market on ile de la cite

i think ellie looks like me here... thoughts, opinions?

a good day

outside le carreau du temple (i may have just made that name up)

villette





two things : i'm more in love with than ever with these follies and my camera ran out of battery half way through so mum is holding the rest hostage on her camera (which is now safely back in australia...)

April 27, 2009

canauxrama


mum and i took a little trip up the canal st martin from bastille to parc de la villette.

just like something out of life acquatic...

man and duck. (possibly the greatest photo ever taken. makes me laugh.)

les pompiers were all out practicing climbing up ladders and spraying water. obviously there weren't any real emergencies to attend to.

ledoux. what a man. the origins of modernism (or post even...) and republican insolence all wrapped up nicely in one little toll-house.

and tschumi of course. another great. (much much more to come, don't you worry).

April 26, 2009

so. much. eating.

this is at mamie gateaux, a new favourite, highly recommended.


ellie had green pie! (pistache et cerise).

pretty eggs at bon marche food hall.

a failed attempt to acquire macaroons at lauduree. so beautiful and so busy always.

again...

...another old faithful at tokyo eat (palais de tokyo).

aha! lauduree comes to us (via vague american acquaintances. much appreciated though.)

on our last night we ate rather extravagant meals at le taxi jaune.

and the delicious familiarity of rose bakery was delightful for our final luncheon. cute aussie waitress and all.

palace

our apartment was incredible. just amazing.

hello pompie!

one of many photos of ellie "being french" - ie - frowning and/or shrugging.

second best bath in all the world (definitely the deepest).

courtyard.

and ending our first (rather trying) first day with a bottle of perrier jouet (a new favourite) and some [el] president[e] cheese.