Paris Fashion Week is once again going on in full force as we speak. This means an extra packed work week for me with a ton of shoots and lots of running around but I also get to see so many new and old friends who have all flown into Paris from all over the world. To see what I’m up to during this time I suggest following along through Instagram since you never know when I’ll be able to sit down and give you guys a full recap.
On a particularly sunny day earlier this weekend, I got the best welcome back to Paris ever in the form of a lovely stroll around Montmartre together with my favourite Lauren, Katie (who’s also an amazing photographer here in Paris) and Lauren’s adorable little dog Daisy. Montmartre is a neighbourhood which I’m not too familiar with just yet so thankfully Lauren was there to show us around. Our goal for the day? To eat several Nutella crêpes, make it up the many hills and for Lauren to have a little photo session together with Katie. I tagged along to snap a few shots of these lovely ones (and yes, for the crêpes and the great company as well of course) in action.
I could do exactly this all day long, every day. Stroll, eat, stroll some more, laugh, talk, stop for coffee, take some photos, laugh even more. I always have such a great time with these girls that it’s hard to notice that a whole day goes by in like a minute or so.
When traveling I tend to notice and miss certain things about Paris that just reminds me of home and how much I enjoy living in that beautiful city. I absolutely adore being in New York at the moment, the city is so exciting and energetic – and I love exploring it together with my wonderful friends (who I get to see way too rarely by the way) but a small part of me actually long for Paris a little bit already. Is that weird? It’s a first for me since I never really missed home while being away when I lived in Stockholm before. One thing I really miss about Paris is the “prettiness” of the city. Yes, it might sound a bit silly but when leaving for a while you realise how incredibly beautiful the city really is. All the small streets, the history behind every building, cute flower shops on every corner (which I’ll never get tired of photographing) and the beautiful architecture are things I miss while being away. But hey, I’m not complaining over here since New York is one of the best places on this earth and I’m so excited about being here right now. It just makes me happy to think that I actually, for the first time ever, kind of miss my “home” a little bit.
Before leaving for New York today I had to pack up yet another apartment and move out all of my belongings until I’ll return to Paris again after my New York adventures and can move into my old place. Yes it’s a little bit of a mess and no, I haven’t had the most effortless experience when it comes to Parisian apartments so far. But at least I got to spend the month of January in a super cute little flat right in the middle of Saint-Germain – one of my favourite neighbourhoods in Paris. During my time in this area I’ve probably gained about 10kg, if not more so. The 6th arrondissement has to be one of the best places (or worst. I guess it depends on how you see it) for someone with a sweet tooth like myself. Here you’ll find some of the best pastry shops in Paris and it seems like new boutiques selling sweet little treats are all joining in on the fun lately.
The most recent additions to Saint-Germain‘s pastry scene? Angelina and Des Gâteaux et Du Pain on Rue du Bac. Even though the former might not be a favourite of mine it’s always fun to see new (and less crowded) locations. And since the store front is too cute to pass without snapping a photo of, you’re probably going to see more of this facade in the future.
Des Gâteaux et Du Pain on the other hand must be one of my favourite shops in this area. Thanks to accidentally walking pass it earlier this December and seeing a caramel cake in the window (I mean, how can you resist going in after that?) I discovered this little pastry gem. During the month of January I’ve probably visited more times than I’d like to admit and the only thing keeping me from going there on a daily basis is that I’m afraid they’ll start greeting me by my name and asking if I’m there to pick up “the usual” again (which by the way, would be the le chou caramel and cake caramel flour de sel).
Autumn colours along Canal St Martin, staying in bed all day in my pyjamas, a gorgeous event at Le Meurice, strolling through empty Parisian streets and catching a beautiful sunset on my way home one evening. A gorgeous Parisian view and a very pretty Kerrie Hess during our photo shoot last weekend, newly opened Angelina on Rue du Bac and a cup of coffee with a lovely group of girls. Follow me on Instagram for more photos and regular updates!
“… So how long are you staying in Paris for now?” is a question that pops up everywhere at the moment and whether it’s here, on Instagram or if I’m asked by a friend I always go into autopilot-mode and repeat the same answer I’ve heard myself say so many times without really thinking about it too much. Perhaps it’s so hard to answer this question properly because I don’t have the answer myself yet or maybe it’s because I haven’t come up with a reply that’s shorter than a small novel… Whatever it is, this question has gotten to me lately and I’m now trying to figure out what I really want myself before opening my mouth again. To be perfectly honest with you (and myself) it actually scares me to make a commitment to the city I currently live in for longer than a couple of months (which might be the reason to why I’m currently on my eight move within less than a year?) but it kind of scares the bejesus out of me to think about finding a permanent home, even though I know I’d like to stay. Right now Paris feels like home – yet, I don’t really have a home here. Yes, I’m realising that it’s even more confusing as I’m typing this.
So to sum things up, I don’t have the perfect answer for you (or me). But this is what I know: I love being here, I want to stay longer, I want to find a place that I can call my own and I want to stay until I want to go somewhere else. Or until I don’t like it anymore. I know, know, if you think this sounds like a mess you certainly don’t want to be inside my head at the moment. So I guess we’re back to where I started? Perfect. Let’s just decide to stick to the simple answer “I don’t know, we’ll see” until I’ve come up with a better one.
I know that I most of the time I share photographs, fashion, travels – and of course Paris – with you all here but sometimes this place can multitask and work as a little therapy couch for myself as well. Should we say same time next week?
After being away for a while it feels a little bit strange coming back to Paris and settling in again. It also feels a little bit strange realising that I’ve actually lived in this city for a whole year now (well, except for when travelling around). Since I have several weeks of worked backed up at the moment I haven’t strolled around my beautiful city just yet, but once I’ve gotten most of the work out of the way I can’t wait to pick up my camera, a sweet or two and wander the streets of Paris for a little while. Because I’ve really missed this city (and all the amazing people in it) after all.
Somehow I ended up on Champs-Élysées after running a few errands before leaving Paris to spend the holidays in Stockholm, and apparently I came just in time for the annual Christmas market. This is a market I would never ever make the effort to visit intentionally – for many different reasons, but mostly because it’s too touristy and the stands are more than often owned by grumpy people who absolutely hate their jobs, which doesn’t really get me in that cheerful holiday mood if you know what I mean? But once there I thought I might as well snap a few photos. Say what you will about the miserable service but a few of those stands can look pretty cute and “Christmassy” after all.
After being away in the Swedish countryside over the weekend I’ll celebrate Christmas here in Stockholm together with my family tomorrow. Yes, over here we do most of the celebrations on the 24th, which might seem odd to many of you but maybe it’s a Swedish thing? Anyways, we’ve prepared tons of food, stocked up on favourite movies and looked up recipes for the perfect caramels, so it seems like we’re all good to go! The only thing missing now is the snow… I hope you’ll have a wonderful Christmas and get to celebrate with your loved ones. Happy Holidays!
Those of you who have been following along here for a longer time probably know about my obsession with Parisian doors by now (otherwise you can go back in time and look through a few examples here and here). And when I took a stroll around the Marais neighbourhood together with Nicole earlier this fall I wasn’t surprised that she fell in love with these doors just as much as I once did.
Even though I prefer shooting the more “editorial” stories I have to admit that we have loads of fun when shooting simpler things like this together as well, and it’s always nice to get some variation, right? I can’t wait until I get to shoot more fashion (and more Nicole of course!) again in January. Where do you think we’ll end up this time? A hint: it’s a city I’ve been dying to visit for ages now, I’ve never been before so I’m extremely excited about finally getting to explore and photograph this place.
For more photos and outfit details, please hop on over to Nicole’s blog.
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.