The months are flying by quicker than I can believe, it’s already December and soon this whole year will be over. But before that, it’s time for Christmas. I will be going home to Sweden to spend Christmas together with family and friends before I head back to Paris again (hopefully in time for New Year’s Eve, but we’ll see). Before I go home though, I have some exciting things planned that I hope I can tell you more about very soon.
… But right now I have to start thinking about packing and how in the world I’ll be able to fit all my winter clothes (which are back in Stockholm) in my suitcase to bring back to Paris. I can’t wait to spend a couple of days just watching old action movies (yes, they’re my favourites), eating way too much Christmas candy, seeing old friends again and cuddle with my little pug.
I rarely take photos of Paris during nighttime, mostly because my camera is too heavy to lug around wherever I go but also because I might be the most paranoid person on this earth and don’t want to get anything stolen. So when my sister and dad (who thinks photography is just as much fun as I do) visited me here last week we decided to go for a little stroll all together before heading off to dinner. If our fingers and toes hadn’t died from the freezing cold I think we could have kept going all night long but instead we opted for Italian pizza and a few glasses of wine after and hour or two, which certainly wasn’t too shabby either.
If you think this city is pretty during daytime, you haven’t seen it during the evenings. I can never walk home during the night without falling in love with this city all over again. I think that’s when Paris’ magic really hits me.
Sometimes it’s all about planning and sometimes it’s simply about luck. Stumbling across this amazing afternoon light and picture perfect setting has to be something that falls into the latter category. Yes, you might recognise Nicole‘s beautiful outfit from this previous post and that’s right, we were actually walking to our planned shoot at the café when we came across this. But I mean, how could you pass this and not take a couple of photos? Impossible, right? Paris, sometimes you really manage to sweep me off my feet.
For more photos and outfit details please visit Nicole’s blog.
During a particularly beautiful Sunday a week ago or so I headed to Jardin des Tuileries for an autumn stroll. Since large parts of Paris are completely closed on Sundays you have to find other things than shopping and running errands to occupy yourself with. When I first arrived in Paris last year I just found this to be a major inconvenience — and yes, sometimes it can still be a pain — but now I’ve gotten more and more used to this little Parisian quirk. This forces you to wind down, go for a stroll or meet up with friends and do other things than wander from store to store the whole afternoon. It also forces you (as I’ve learnt the hard way) to do all your grocery shopping and important errands the day before.
When a Sunday is this beautiful it’s hard to resist an autumn walk through the parks of Paris, so that’s exactly what I did. After a stop at Angelina (just across the road from the Tuileries) to pick up a chocolat chaud (thanks for the tip Lauren!) I continued strolling through the park along with old couples, cute little dogs and young lovers.
The fall in Paris can be absolutely amazing at times (which I’m sure you probably know by now after seeing posts like this and this) but the autumn can also be very grey and very rainy. Yes, yes, I keep hearing people saying — and commenting — “Paris is just as beautiful in the rain” and while that might be true for a lot of people, I’m afraid I’m not one of them. Perhaps it’s because I’m from Sweden where I feel like I’ve already got my fair share of rain and grey weather or perhaps it’s just because I prefer the sun.
Anyhow, sometimes I try to embrace what mother nature surprises me with and I’ll go on my little walks anyway. The positive thing with this kind of weather? I can find myself almost completely alone in the parks of Paris. And except for
a few hundreds of pigeons that was just the case when I payed a visit to Jardin du Palais Royal the other day.
People always say that Paris is a small city but coming from Stockholm, this couldn’t be further from the truth. There’s still so many places I’m dying to try out and whenever I’ve ticked off the places on the top of my list, just as many new ones has been added to it. That’s one of the things I love the most about living here. It constantly feels like I have so many things to do and see, I never want to run out of things I can’t wait to try out.
Hotel Amour has been on my list for a long time now and last week I finally got to tick it off — in the company of Shini, from one of my favourite blogs Park & Cube, nonetheless. A breakfast including croissants, orange juice and several cups of green tea while listing to the drizzling rain outside was just what I needed to warm up my frozen feet after the wet walk from the métro station.
Yesterday morning I started my birthday with a breakfast at Ladurée. I mean, if there’s any day you can eat French toast for breakfast it’s on your birthday, right? I couldn’t think of a better way to start my day. But can we talk about this beautiful space for a second? I’m in love with Ladurée‘s upstairs salon, which is dressed in midnight blue velvet and fringes. The perfect place to chit chat for hours over several cups of tea.
I would also like to say thank you for all the sweet birthday wishes yesterday! Even though nobody likes getting older, I have to say that I had an amazing birthday. This year it doesn’t really feel too bad realising another year has gone by since it’s been one of the most exciting years of my life. It’s been a tough, different and challenging year in many ways but mostly crazy amazing, fun and absolutely fantastic! I couldn’t be happier.
Some people do yoga, some people read – I take walks around the city together with my camera to relax. Which sometimes can result in stumbling across adorable little parks I didn’t even knew existed. It can also result in a bunch of incoherent photos (my apologies for the random Paris-mix). But it’s my time to wind down, gather my thoughts and just have a little bit of fun. I try to find an hour or so every week to just walk around the city by myself. Sometimes it’s not possible, sometimes I get two.
I’m fully aware that this post, together with the museum photos from earlier this week, might make me come across as a dinosaur-loving-flower-geek, but it’s hard to wander through Jardin des Plantes and not take
hundreds a couple of photos of these beauties. By now you probably know how much I love some gorgeous flowers, and these were no exception. Jardin des Plantes had planted stunningly beautiful Dahlias throughout their gardens in all colours and shapes imaginable. And during a dull and grey autumn day, this was just what I needed.
I love that even in late October I got to enjoy some lovely blossoms in the park. For a minute there I could almost pretend as though summer was around the corner instead of winter… But until next spring flowers! I can’t wait.
How can you not stop and take a few photos when you pass a pretty flower shop like this?