{Jardin du Luxembourg}

Looking at these photos below you wouldn’t believe that its already October in Paris. Hopping off the airplane, even at dusk the temperature seemed miles warmer than in England. This threw all of my packing askew forcing me to forego my original outfit plans of oversized knits and ankle boots. The temperature didn’t once get cold enough for me to unpack my trench coat which I’d recently purchased especially for the trip. But who am I to complain about sunshine and warmth when the gardens in Paris look as dreamy as this.

{Hôtel Costes}

Rumour has it that Hôtel Costes sells the best roses in Paris, and if the window display is anything to go by then I can believe it. Right next door to the heavenly florist lies the entrance to one of the grandest hotels in Paris, one which I’d heard much about yet never had the pleasure of entering. One of my best friends had told me of its plush interior and superb cocktails so I was more than a little excited to finally make it there, albeit at a different time of day. One sunny summer’s day I snuck into the beautifully ornate and ivy-grown terrace to meet the lovely Teekay for a lunch date where I had the best club sandwich I’ve ever eaten which only makes me more eager to return at nightfall for one of those aforementioned cocktails.

239-241 RUE SAINT-HONORE, 75001

{Postcard from Paris}

Oh Paris why do you have to steal all of our hearts? Wouldn’t one person’s heart do just fine? Paris is a city which seems to ignite something inside each of it’s roamer’s, and a lot of the time I don’t understand why but then a magical moment happens reminding me why I fell so deeply in love with this achingly beautiful place. I opened my cast iron blinds to a dark sky but minutes later as I rolled out of bed and onto my bike the sky rapidly turned to a fiery red, the shade of red which intensifies as the minutes pass. I cycled down to the Seine to catch the last flickers of orange over the river before meandering along the empty streets and capturing this shot of an entirely empty bridge. Just one of the many ways that Paris stole my heart.

{Ladurée Champs-Elysées}

Lately I feel as though I’m a little bit all over the place, in London one minute, in Copenhagen the next and then back to Paris but so is life I suppose, flitting from one city to the next without really being grounded in any of them. Here are a few photos from a breakfast date a little while ago at one of the most photographed and clichéd places in Paris. But who doesn’t like a little cliché from time to time, especially when it involves pretty patisseries and a macaron or two? If you’re in town make sure to choose the tea room along the Champs-Elysées as the terrace is simply too pretty to miss thanks to its recent refurbishment. And don’t leave without ordering the Ispahan and the religieuse, two of the prettiest and most delicious patisseries on the menu.


{Snapshots from London}

London exudes a multitude of gray hues; from the bleak sky to the clothes inside my suitcase, well they do say to dress for the weather… The views over London amass a sea of grayness of tinfoil skyscrapers and silvered glass windows. Rows of tin buckets sprout colourful flowers and line the stone pathways. The houses in Notting Hill are painted every tone of black of white and every shade in between which sit against a perpetual overcast sky. But then again if it weren’t for gray we might just take colour for granted…

{French pharmacy travel essentials}

French pharmacy products are something which I’ve come to rely on heavily after living in Paris for a couple of years. Below are just a few of the products which make up part of my daily routine and these mini versions have become vital travel companions.

The beauty elexir wakens up the most tired of eyes and puffiest of faces after long haul flights. The refreshing scent helps you feel revitalised and the essential oils energise the skin. The By Terry huile de rose keeps your skin hydrated and smelling of heavenly roses and the lip balm gives your lips a peachy and soft finish.

From left to right: Caudalie beauty elexir // Chanel moisturiser // Bioderma créaline H20 //  By Terry rose oil // Nuxe rose petal cleanser // By Terry baume de rose lip balm. 

{Blissful Sundays}

I’m so sorry for the minor blogging hiatus, I seem to be so preoccupied with other things lately that the weeks fly by before I get a chance to update this little space on the internet. It’s very difficult to look back to former months of blissful times when I’m trying to work out what to do with the next chapter of my life. I get dizzy at the attempt of looking backwards and forwards all at the same time so am trying to concentrate on tasks sequentially, one step at a time. I’m challenging myself to leave behind a life which I adored and sometimes wonder why on earth I’m doing so. Why leave a place which is full of people who bring so much happiness to your heart? This photo brought back a flood of memories of a blissful Sunday breakfasting at leisure and strolling the backstreets of Saint Germain.