Thursday 22 March 2012

Paris Moments.

Pretty balcony entwined with blossom. Girl on the Metro strumming at string's. Lars in the lobby. Man roasting nuts. Help finding hotel. RM Cafe. Salmon roti - tres bien. Hats and scarves. Mustard and Navy.

Early espresso et pain au raisin. Search for sacre-coeur. 8. Bracelet. Hand over money. Too much. Away. Metro Chatelet. The Louvre. Crazy Lulu and a world of knowledge. Sphinx. Paint. Mona Lisa. Lunch by the Seine. Shoes off. Sunglasses on. Drake and Lauren Hill. Rue St Honore. Drip with money. Smells like diamonds. Fauborg. Chanel. Chanel. Iced Tea. Starbucks. Maria Zem. Talk about Paris. Talk about London. Meet tomorrow at 1? Chatelet? Tour Eiffel and Notre Dame. Rush hour. Boulangerie. Cheeky Moka.

Blurry head. Beaming sun. Petit dejeuner and several cigs. Chatelet. Dusty books. Racks of reading. The style of rebels. Mangue passion et meet with Maria. Notre Dame. Coloured windows. Silence. Flittering candles. tour Eiffel. Nicky Minaj. Wander by river. Cig and capture. Base of tour. Begin to climb. Knees weak. Palms sweaty. Climb more. Lift to top. Easy does it. Done. No words. No breath. Just look. Pic with Maria. Beautiful. Painfully romantic. Champs elysee. Class divide. Run the world. With their money. L'arc de triomph. Stroll through street. Riverside rest. Final pic with Parisian friend. Le pont neuf. Travelling alone? Oui. Glide on Seine. Seeing lights. Lovers litter the banks. Vino rouge avec friends. Padlock bridges and a sweeping light. Sparkles. Paris sparkles. Diner a la RM Cafe. Tres bien. Paris c'est mignifique...when not alone...

Monday 5 March 2012

Un petit trip to Paris...

So next week I am going to Paris, a city I have always wanted to visit but have never got round to...

Although the city is famed for the eiffel tower and being the city of romance. I am going for the fashion. Seeking out those hidden gems of fashion history. The cobbled boulevards, quirky markets and the beautiful Chanel flagship. Considered the centre of fashion and home of couture, I can hardly contain my excitement. All I need is a copy of Vogue, a coffee and my camera.

Fully aware of my tourist status. I am going to take full advantage of it. The Louvre, The Seine, I'm doing it all.

I can't wait:)