After a vespa ride around Paris together with Braden yesterday we found ourselves in Jardin du Luxembourg just in time for the little boats to be put down in the water. Forget video games and iPhone apps – it’s hard to beat this old school entertainment. And another nice things about seeing these little boats come out is that it’s a sign that we’re officially in the spring/summer season now. Speaking of spring, staying in the city during the Easter weekend has been absolutely lovely since the city seems to have emptied itself of most people. It’s been calm, quiet and I’ve found myself completely alone during the mornings while running a few errands. Even though I miss my family a little bit extra during holidays like this, good friends, cosy dinners and lovely days outside kind of make up for it all.
When you’re lucky enough to have such ambitious and successful friends in your life it’s not always easy to find the time for proper catch-ups. Christine is one of those friends who manages to juggle work, studies, a boyfriend, photography and all of her friends at once. But with two busy schedules combined we don’t always get to see each other as much as I would like to (something I plan on changing, just so you know Christine). However we did manage to squeeze in a little lunch together on this sunny Thursday before we both needed to rush back to work. Clint got to serve as our meeting point for the day where we both opted for their yummy mac and cheese. The sunny weather, this bright space and Christine’s red little dress made it impossible not to snap a few photos before we enjoyed our meal.
Lately I’ve been quite bad at keeping you guys updated over here (I know, don’t hate me) but things are going faster and quicker (which means more updates) on Instagram. So what have I been up to lately? Well, I met up with the lovely Lauren for a little juice date at our favourite La Caféothèque, ate pink raspberry macarons from Carette that matches my pink Barbour x Pantone jacket perfectly and passed pretty balconies in full bloom. I met up with the super sweet Denni at Ladurée where we indulged in yummy treats, strolled through Jardin du Luxembourg and missed early evening photo sessions together with Nicole and her adorable kitty flats that we had during fashion week. During one of the warmest spring evenings so far I walked by Notre Dame and spent the evening drinking wine together with one of my best friends, took a Sunday stroll on Promenade plantée, admired all the pretty flowers in Jardin des Plantes (which I’ll share more from very soon), had afternoon tea together with the lovely Reem and sat down by the river to flick through a bunch of fashion magazines while getting some sun.
These pink fluffy flowers right next to the Notre Dame are one of the best spring signs I can think of. Since I’ve lived quite close to this little spot ever since I came to Paris for the very first time I’ve seen all this pink bloom three springs in a row now. 2012, when I stayed in this city for four months only (and had no idea I would one day return). Last year, 2013, when I decided to move back and now this year. It’s become somewhat of a little tradition now I guess, and a tradition I don’t mind keeping.
Within a week all of the trees in the park behind the cathedral had turned green, it was almost as they had changed overnight. And soon these pretty pink flowers will be gone. It’s no wonder that spring is my favourite season in this city. Everything – both people and plants – suddenly come alive to enjoy a little bit of sunshine. I love it! …And without (hopefully) jinxing it: this is probably the sunniest spring I’ve experienced in this city so far. Keep it going Paris!
So after moving around in this city at least eight times (within one year) so far I’m beginning to get friends with the idea of actually looking into to finding myself a little Parisian flat for a longer amount of time. So why haven’t I done this earlier you might ask? Is it because I like living in three different suitcases or is it because I simply adore not having a real home? Neither. Honestly, it’s because I’ve been afraid of getting restrained by something long-term since I’m not entirely sure where I see myself in the future. All of the sudden I’ve become a person who’s scared of commitment and getting tied down – words that I never would have thought would leave my mouth a year ago (oh, how time can change things). Although now it actually feels like I’ve reached a point where I can’t stand not being able to buy those cute little cups for myself, not being able to paint my own walls or not being able to go away and knowing that a my home is waiting for me when I return. Even though I’m still a bit intimidated by the thought of signing my name to something for a whole year (or maybe even three?!) I feel like I’m (kind of) ready to be a (little bit) tied down.
My goal for the summer of 2014? To find myself a little place here in the city that I love so madly, which I can call my own and finally start decorating myself. Of course that quintessential Parisan apartment with floor to ceiling windows with a small cast iron balcony overlooking the part of town where the sun sets every day is what I’d like to end up with… Sounds pretty dreamy, no? Well, think again and this time add non English speaking landlords, mildew problems, non exciting kitchens, views over dark courtyards which allows you to be close enough to you neighbours for them to see you change every morning and flats the size of your closet to the list. Nah, not so dreamy after all.
Having been a long time fan of the brand Barbour myself I was utterly excited when they kindly asked me to shoot their latest collection, a collaboration together with Pantone, in Paris. When I saw the pieces for the first time I immediately knew that we needed to take advantage of the fact the the whole city was in bloom. I can never not go crazy for some spring blossoms, right? Pinks, green, blue and purple – I was in colour heaven. Getting the opportunity to work on these kind of projects is one of the things I enjoy the most, it’s always a pleasure getting to be creative as a part of your job. …But I don’t think I’ll be able to let that pretty blue coat go. Or the pink one either for that matter…
Another neat part of this is that you now get the chance to win pieces from the Barbour x Pantone collection, and maybe even take home the grand prize of a stay at the Pantone hotel in Brussels. Enter the competition by uploading your own photo to their website and match it with one of the Pantone colours. Have fun and good luck!
Too find out more and to see the rest of the colour bloggers who got to be a part of this project, click here. Featured pieces: Barbour x Pantone quilted jacket in the colours Apple, Dk Chambray, Bright Pink and Pearl/Olive. Barbour x Pantone polo top in the colour Pearl. Model: Sophia Flynn.
Beautiful Parisian windows, the view over idyllic Île Saint-Louis, wild strawberry tart at Carette, Place des Vosges, blossoms in Jardin du Luxembourg, stumbling upon love and magic in the streets of Paris and pink Magnolia blooms. The beautiful view from Lauren’s Parisian flat, morning coffee at Coutume, a sea of pastel coloured roses, Jardin du Palais Royal and the biggest congratulations ever to my love Grace who recently became a mommy for the first time. I couldn’t be happier for you.
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Hello April and hello spring! How I’ve missed you… Is it safe to say that spring has arrived to Paris now without jinxing it? Gosh I hope so. Getting to enjoy the sunshine, eating ice cream outside, drowning in a million cherry blossoms and spending late nights drinking wine and having fun with friends without getting cold and have frozen pinky toes by the end of it is what I call happiness.
Ever since moving to Paris for the very first time I’ve kept a little list over places I’ve been wanting to see and visit. This is a never ending list and it only seems to get fuller. I’m actually adding places faster than I can tick them off… But that’s fine with me since I’m in no hurry to leave this place at the moment. Gosh, that feels good to say. Anyways, one of the things that’s been on my list ever since spending my first four months in this city has been to visit the Promenade Plantée. Since I adore both flowers, parks and Parisian buildings I can’t really come up with a better combo for me (or an excuse to why I haven’t visited this place earlier). Promenade Plantée is Paris‘ version of New York‘s popular High Line - meaning an old abandoned railway line that has been made into a little promenade, which makes this just a lovely place for a little stroll. I haven’t really gotten a lot of time to just walk around the city by myself lately but luckily I managed to squeeze in a little morning walk yesterday with just myself (and my French audio tapes in my headphones) as company.