Outside my Apartment in Paris, May 2006
It's no secret by now of my love for Paris. The architecture, the fashion, the design, the wine, the food. It's a style-conscious glutton's paradise. And while that might not have been entirely apparent by the time my semester abroad was coming to a close (I was beyond ready to be back in the States), I can't help but think back about the city in the most loving of ways. It was an experience and place that significantly molded me into who I am today. Independent. And incredibly appreciative of the beauty of simplicity.
That said, coming up on January 26th is an event called Paris des Chef which will be held at the Maison et Objet Trade Show (an overwhelming design show that I was, well, I won't say dragged to, but ahem, attended with my Mom. Let's just say I had to take a lot of breaks). Paris des Chef will be open to the public and will feature nine different creative pairings, combining a chef with a designer, artist, architect, photographer or filmmaker. Needless to say, I can't think of a more visually stimulating and inspirational event and thus will be devoting the remainder of the day to scheming my Parisian escape.
Who else is in?
Did I mention the month long sale ("les soldes") in January? I didn't? Oh, how silly of me. For the MONTH of January, EVERY store in Paris goes on sale. Dangerous? Incredibly. Worth it? Like you wouldn't believe.
Let's meet at Le Comptoir du Septième on Avenue de la Motte Picquet in the 7th Arrondissement. We'll have some salmon tartar and a glass or two of champagne then hop on the RER out to the Maison et Objet to get our minds blown by world renowned chefs and artists.
There may or may not be a legitimate tear in my eye right now. Le sigh.