Falling for Marseilles


You see the church atop the hill in the distance above? That is Notre Dame de la Garde, and as I am told by the locals in Marseilles, she watches over the city to keep everyone safe. Throughout Marseilles, almost anywhere you look up, you can see her…

Falling For Nice

Nice, France

I always do this thing when I travel. I ask myself “could I live here?” If so I try to imagine what it would be like day to day in this alternative reality. Sometimes it’s an especially dangerous thing to do. Like in Nice last week where I found myself dreaming of fleeing Paris for the south.



Is it the human condition to be perpetually dissatisfied? I don’t remember exactly where it was or when, but I once wrote that everything I do is so one day I can have a balcony in the sunshine in Paris for me and my love. I still mean that. After all who wouldn’t want that? But lately I have to say I’ve been so fulfilled with life…



A few days ago my assistant Ana and I went to Versailles for the day to shoot next week’s article for my LancĂ´me blog. I felt a bit bad as it was her first time there and I rushed us through the large palace as I hate the crowds and don’t think it’s the best stuff to see…



Before it’s time has come, little signs of spring pop up for a week or two. In the park at Pont Marie there has been a little song bird sitting a top the south facing building, overlooking and singing his little spring tune for the sun that has come out more than usual lately. Then one day last week, I think he followed me home…



In France, talking about money is really a “faux pas”. In the world of fashion blogging the jury is still out on that. But I guess when people start talking about things that we’re not really supposed to talk about is when things get interesting, right?