It hadn’t snowed all season in Paris. But this morning as Mariell, Jostein and I woke up in Paris to spend their day visiting me and the city there was a magic dust of white powder just thick enough to call it a snow day. The cold definitely matched the looks of things outside, but we were brave enough to head out for the sake of vintage shopping and Pierre Hermé, which is a tradition on the Paris to do list for what are now becoming regular visits from M+J. We froze our toes and fingers off in the Tuileries and Chris and Sofia were nice enough to take us in and warm us up with friendly love, tea, and later on some creative cocktails. We polished off the day with some pink flamingo pizzas and have been hiding out home tonight staying warm. It was the perfect way to spend a sunday snow day.