dog’s have owners cat’s have staff

i took this outside the pompidou centre….

we also saw a street entertainer who marie cybelle thought had a great body…..he did…

but he looked good a la distance….

orange is the colour of the sun

this is marie cybelle at the rose cafe…..

i read about it on the eurostar and marie cybelle liked it so we went here for cakes after our first lunch..

which was italian….

seeing as i was in paris!!!

it was the only english influenced stop we made and i also got some of my favourite herbal pukka tea to have in the morning…

i’m like an expensive menu….you can look but you can’t afford

every single restaurant marie cybelle took me too i loved….

this was a vietnamese one where one of the chefs is a super old lady…

you write your own order and they display there favourites in the toilet..

in summer lot’s of people get takeaways and eat by the canal….

we had to wait for a table so went to a trendy bar and restaurant around the corner till  our table was ready…

i can’t see the top of the eiffel tower yet

this trip i was obsessed with the eiffel tower….

i took this when i got off the wrong metro stop…

i walked along the seine and was really drawn to walking towards it…

but it was late….

also i kept getting drawn to wanting to buy one …

marie cybelle said she’d kill me if i did…

and instead offered to paint me a picture of it instead…

next trip i’m going up it..

a candle loses nothing by lighting another candle

marie cybelle and i visited the sacre cour….

i went there on my first visit to paris and havn’t been back till now…

it’s my favourite church…

i lit candles for my mum, ellis, james, talitha and nick…

we also both wrote in the book…

….i wrote two things i wish for one is carrier the other love…

the street where you live

this is one of james’s old addresses in paris….

we passed by all of them in montmartre…

but i didn’t always have my smythsons to check all the addresses…

love begins at home

this is the view from marie cybelle’s bedroom……

where she kindly left me after each dinner……

and picked me up  the next morning….

she stayed at her boyfriends just around the corner…..

i’m missing paris….

i keep saying merci…

and practicing my asking for a hot chocolate in french…

i returned to london on monday evening…

after drinking a bottle of champagne  and eating a french pastry with marie before boarding eurostar as the sun streamed into her lounge…

if i were a cat what would make me purr

these chanel clogs for a starter….

and also the bag with flowers but i prefer it in the natural straw tone…..

when we were having brunch at my favorite cafe yesterday….classed as favorite because we have been there twice….

as i was glancing through elle there  were pictures of the clogs and bag…

i gasped…

i was going to be naughty and tear them out for my image board…

tried but then thought bad karma so didn’t…

also the pages were pretty tough!!

have slept deliciously late and now need to get ready for brunch with marie cybelle…

alor!!!

coco borrowed from the boys

today we went to the marais which i love, love, love….

marie cybelle bought some perfume and we had the most delicious lunch in yet another fabulous cafe….

after wandering, checking out clothes, a sex shop that looked more like a sweet shop  we stopped for another pit stop…

hot chocolate for moi, cafe for marie cybelle…

i was going to go to a spiritual meet and marie cybelle gave me directions but i went the wrong way so ended up on the wrong side of the seine….

instead of a spiritual meet…

designer clothes…

specifically…

chanel…

after all i am in paris….

after demissing clogs with marie cybelle earlier i changed my mind when i saw there’s….so fabulous…

also straw clutch bags with flower attached…

just got back from a light supper and a few glasses of champagne…

navigated my way home for the first time past loads of boys….

unnerving but o.k.

to err is human to loaf is parisian

so……it’s official i have drunk more since i have been in paris than i have done the whole year….

five glasses yesterday….

wine with lunch….dinner and before dinner…

and today a glass and a half….

we just got back from dinner at the local moroccan restaurant which is like being in someone’s living room…

very cute….

the neighbor told me off for giggling and being loud when we climbed the stairs to marie cybelles apartment….

today we went for lunch at the best bistro near marie cybelles….. i love it…

i got to mix my own hot chocolate which so impresses me…

i got a jug of chocolate and a jug of milk….heaven…

and the skills of the waiter….

what he could do with his tray…

IMPRESSIVE…

i had an apple juice and marie cybelle coke..so not very french…

after we went to see the lucien freud exhibition which was amazing….

i love the colour palette he chooses…….

why is paris so romantic?????

love is important here….