One of the perks of my London job, is frequent travel to Paris, of all places. These are usually hurried affairs, when One never actually gets to do anything, One actually wants to do. This time though, we decided to extend my visit and LSH (Long Suffering Husband) is joining me for a few days of folly.
Travelling is always a somewhat humiliating experience – and as I don’t really speak French, the potential for humiliation is virtually unlimited.
For example, I asked the taxi driver to take me to Rue des Beaux-Arts, he made a bee line for Rue de Mozart, which is on the other side of Paris! In any case, we don’t let little things like that bother us, stayed in the usual hotel and got light packing down to perfection for this trip.
Observing Parisian dress sense, their handbag choice, shoe style, etc is one of my favourite pastimes. (Do Parisians still know how to dress with the legendary Parisian finesse? Yes, they do, the French have a knack of elevating every day things into a form of art. We are catching up though, Londoners are now officially, some of the most tres chic people on the planet.)
Some things I admire about Parisian style living: they understand the meaning of finesse, they take long, leisurely lunches, they drink their coffee sitting down, (no take away Starbucks,) rarely snack and of course they like to buy their Clothes ‘made in Europe’. They appreciate things, rather than just accumulate! Even if they have to pay a little more for quality, and god knows money is tight for all of us, right now. Of course there is still Monoprix, which is the closest they come to having ‘fast fashion‘.
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