Dear JAE, Last summer you and I were inseparable. Then that Antonello Tedde clutch came along and you stuffed me with tissue and put me on a shelf. I see why you like the other… More
“How much further is it? It seems like we have gone in a circle.” sighs my husband as we walk.
I glance down at my phone and realize I asked for driving directions, not walking directions. We have, in fact, made almost a complete circle. Before he sees the metro station where we originally started I say “Let me refresh the GPS.”
“How much further?” my son asks.
“Let’s stop for a minute and get a cold drink.” We duck into a cafe and order two iced teas and an Orangina.
As we cool off I say “It’s really close and I promise not to take too long. I just really want to see it.”
“We can catch the metro back to the hotel without a transfer. We will be back in no time.”
We set out again. This time I am careful to click the walking icon. We walk for a few minutes and I spot it on the corner. There is a line to get in and a cute set up with water and coffee. My husband spots the line and sighs loudly. Luckily it only takes a few minutes. My boys sit in the shoe area until a man comes over and invites them to go downstairs. I look around and notice the line for the fitting room is long as is the check out.
A few minutes later I get a text from my husband “Take your time. We have snacks. There is a movie down here.” Whoever came up with the idea to have a “Cinema” in the basement was a genius. Most of my shopping on this trip has been solo in the late afternoon when my boys have their required siesta, but now I don’t feel pressured and rushed.
I look at the blouses and spot one I love. I ask for my size. A few agonizing minutes later the sales lady returns. I caress it and I go to brace the dressing room line. It is now much shorter. I try it on. We are a match. I happen to be wearing white denim; the blouse’s length and ecru color are perfect.
I text my husband to make sure they are still OK. I get in line and debate whether or not to add a couple of clutches as well. Just as I get to the cashier, my husband and son emerge from “the cinema” downstairs.
The lace top (which is now sold out – I have linked a few great options below) was worth the walk and the wait. I was thrilled to check out Sezane at L’Appartement in Paris. My husband and son enjoyed their rest in the cinema. It was the perfect spot on our last day in Paris after logging well over 100k steps
We could not help it. Like everyone else, we got caught up in World Cup fever while in Paris. When France won the excitement was contagious. My son had to have a jersey. In typical French fashion, there is no shortage of style in the logo wear. I was tempted by this striped shirt and this t-shirt with the crest. I picked up a jacket (above) in Paris that I have been wearing non-stop to and from Pilates or for walks. I continue my support with the coq gaulois crest on this week’s mani. I can not wait for the semi-final game against Belgium tomorrow. Allez les Bleus!
Items in the photos include:
Nike Jacket (similar here)
Hermes Sandals (similar here)
Captain Tee (so soft!)
FFF Soccer Ball (considering this as decor for my son’s bookshelves)
The sales person at Le Bon Marche sighs as I try them on again. It’s 7:45 pm and the store closes at 8:00 pm. My birthday is tomorrow. They are extravagant, but I do love them. I am not 100% sure about the comfort and after the pair I bought in Amsterdam last week gave me blisters, I am a little hesitant
“Shall I wrap them up?” she says with thinly veiled annoyance.
“What time do you open tomorrow? It’s my birthday.” I say with a smile.
“10 am.” she says as she sets the box down and gestures to put them in the box.
“Ok. I am going to think about them and I will come back tomorrow.” I say as I take them off and hand them to her.
She just stares at me like I am a crazy person, boxes them up and walks away.
The next morning I wake up with the sun and my first thought is of the shoes. They are perfect and will go with everything. Prada mules with rainbow bands. It is my 36th birthday. I head out for coffee and a croissant at Cafe de l’Esplanade. I enjoy the view of Les Invalides while keeping an eye on my watch. At 9:15 am I pay my bill and head over to Le Bon Marche. I arrive at 9:45 and wait for the doors to open. I can’t stop thinking about the shoes.
The doors open and I head straight for the third floor. I find the display shoe and pick it up. I look for a sales person.
Finally one greets me “Bonjour, Mademoiselle.”
“Bonjour, I would like these in a 39.” I say with a smile.
She smiles and goes to get them. The wait goes on and on and seems to take an hour. She returns with a scowl on her face and she is empty handed.
“I am sorry. We don’t have it. It is finished.” she says.
“But, I just saw it last night at closing. Are you sure?” I plead.
“It is finished. I am sorry.” she says again.
Defeated, I leave the store. I walk aimlessly on Boulevard Saint-Germain. How could I be so cautious and let them slip through my fingers. I must have them. I jump on the metro and head to Prada on Rue Saint-Honore.
I head into the store and look around and don’t see them anywhere.
“Bonjour, Mademoiselle. ”
“Bonjour. I am looking for the sandal with the colored straps.”
“Ah yes, we only have a 35 left. Very popular.”
After I returned to the states I continued to try to find them. InStyle magazine featured them a few months later, but they were no where to be found. I still think about them from time to time.
Fourteen years later, I was lucky enough to celebrate my birthday in Paris, again. This time with my husband and son. I was very determined not to hear “It’s finished” while still being cautious about my purchases. I did not buy that many little things, but I did go for a couple of bigger things like the shoes below and a handbag (coming soon).
I had my eye on this Veronica Beard blouse (below) before I left. I was saving all my shopping for Paris, so I held off. Imagine my delight when I learned it was on sale and still available in my size upon my return home. I styled it with denim, a striped clutch, my new sandals and my sunglasses (which were perfect in Paris as I could leave them on going in and on the metro and still read signs and be chief navigator for my family).
Happy Independence Day!
Here are a couple of nail art ideas from the past two years…
In the meantime I have my eye on a few cute summer things that work for the holiday and rest of the summer like these denim slides (that I have been wearing non-stop), this striped sweatshirt (because you can never have enough stripes), this daisy top (coming soon to the blog), this fun bag, this red denim mini skirt, this statement-making striped top, and this star top.
Have a great holiday week!
More is more when it comes to patterns and textures. My Antonello Tedde clutch just got a workout on my recent trip to Paris. It was the perfect evening bag (and I love that it has a strap when you want to jump on the metro or snap a photo). I styled it below with another workhorse from my vacation in Paris, my seersucker blazer. It added the perfect polish to my t-shirts, white denim and kicks while running around museums and sightseeing.
Here is a look I wore stateside just before my trip.
Top (similar here)
Bonjour! I woke up this morning at 3:30 am with thoughts of my fresh croissant and cafe creme. Instead I made myself an iced black coffee and had some overnight oats with hemp, flax and chia. Back to reality. The nine days in Paris to celebrate my birthday were glorious. It was my son’s first trip out of the United States, so we hit all the usual spots. I loved seeing them all again through his eyes. We stayed in the same neighborhood where I spent ten days in the mid-90s. I kept flashing back to pre-marriage and mommy memories as my family made new memories.
In preparation for the trip I got a gel mani with a tipsy french tips. My mani paired nicely with my aperitif of choice, kir and all things Paris. The gel held up well as you can see in the photos (some were taken more than a week after the mani).
I may hold on to this mani for a few more days as I reminisce and ease back into my California life. I will miss the walking and the endless light of the summer long days.
Adieu. Until next time…
The manicure and nail art are by Olive & June.
Items in the photos include:
I will never tire of camo. It’s as neutral as leopard print for me. I wish I could fit into this crewcuts blazer I just picked for my son. I have a lot of friends that can wear a boys size 14 or 16, so if you are smaller, go for it. It’s a great blazer.
In the meantime my son looks great in his and I have my own light weight army jacket in blue.
I want a time machine. I want to go back and get all that time I spent drying my hair back.
Today is different. The Dyson Hair Dryer is my hair game changer. I must confess, I do not blow dry my hair on a regular basis. It’s been a number of years since I have. It takes me over 45 minutes to do a decent job. Instead, I rely on bi-weekly blowouts by a stylist. It’s an indulgence I enjoy, but it is not always convenient. So….
I have had my eye on the Dyson for a few months. I took the plunge.
I have blown out my hair several times and the results are amazing. I am able to dry my hair so that it’s smooth, shiny and not frizzy in 20 minutes. Yes, in less than half my usual time. The Dyson is worth every penny – and it does cost a lot of them — in my book. I am down to a weekly professional blowout (and I have even skipped a couple of weeks). There are three attachments (including a diffuser) that are easy to take on and off as they are magnetic.
If you are in the market for a new blow dryer, an upgrade, this is the blow dryer for you. I am 100% happy with this purchase – and the time it has bought me for more interesting pursuits than drying my hair. Now if could just find that time machine…
Here’s to good hair days!
I’m starting off my birthday week in the pink. It’s a throwback to my nail game before I discovered nail art. Back then, I used to alternate between pale pinks and wear my mani for at least two weeks. My, how times change. I love this subtle stripe with the negative space of my nail-art-adjacent manicure.
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Items in the photos include:
My easy summer look continues to be on repeat with denim, a tee and blazer. For this monochromatic look I added a couple of patterns with my jungle clutch and leopard flats. Add in my new favorite sunglasses and and a chaga latte (no dairy, sugar or caffeine and so good) and I am ready for any summer day.
Shoes (similar here)