Category Archives: Paris

Pining for Paris

I’m pining for another vacation, throwing ideas out on where to visit next as if aiming darts at a spinning globe. One thing remains – I miss Paris…

I Miss Paris(Top Left to Bottom Right: éclairs from some random bakery near Porte de Clignancourt; one of the many Soupe à l’oignon – I can still taste the broth soaked cheesy bread; where decadence is born – Pierre Hermé; the view walking along the Seine; Angelina’s famous hot chocolate with a brioche roulée au chocolat; one of my favorite side street discoveries – my heels would hate me but I’d love to live in the apartment that overlooks this nook.)

Perhaps I’ve become obsessed with one too many Audrey Hepburn movies set in Paris. My days in Paris were spent munching on macarons, drinking decadently thick hot chocolate, and walking along the Seine. My nights were spent marveling at the splendor of the city. I’ve never known a city to be more beautiful in the gloom of the rain, but when Audrey in Sabrina said: “It must rain on your first day in Paris,” I took this very seriously and submit myself to the beauty of the city of lights. Maybe a part of me is just dying to live out the Paris Nights/New York Mornings music video from Corinne Bailey Rae, but I’m dying to go back.  Perhaps I’ll return for a visit later this year. So I can dive into a bowl of French onion soup, and head over to Pierre Herme.

For now, the destinations on my hit list (it’s sure to grow by tomorrow):

1. Portugal
2. Brasil
3. Hawaii
4. St. Lucia
5. Jamaica*
6. The United Kingdom
7. Italy
8. Thailand
9. France
10. Australia

The Way the Cookie Crumbled (The Macaron Edition)

Pierre Herme Macarons

Before Blair Waldorf introduced every Gossip Girl fan to this French confection, a small patisserie on Queen St in Toronto called Nadège gave me my own introduction. I’ll have to discuss my favorite Canadian French Patisserie in more detail some other time, because it definitely deserves a post of its own. Known to some as a macaroon, known to the French as a macaron, the egg white, almond paste cookie sandwich is among my favorite of French things (others include the men, fashion, and the Seine).

“[Pierre Hermé] A genius beyond measure”

Upon my recent birthday trip to Paris I was on a mission to enjoy Blair Waldorf’s favorite version of these cookies. After all, if it’s good enough for Blair, it’s good enough for me. Unfortunately, this wasn’t the case. I’d heard wonderful things about Ladurée, but I’d somehow managed to spoil it for myself by visiting Pierre Hermé first. A genius beyond measure with particularly posh store fronts, Pierre Hermé and his desserts are the delightful sort of thing dreams are made of. As the servers picked up their PH monogrammed tongs and carefully placed each macaron into the bag, I had no idea what I was about to experience. I’d happily pack on twenty pounds if they were gained consuming his mogador macarons, a passion fruit and chocolate cookie that is beyond incredible.

The very next day, I ventured to Ladurée, expecting the same sort of wonderful experience I’d received at PH. Sadly, this was not the case. The server violently crammed the beautiful, and let me remind you delicate, cookies into a bag. Stunned, I watched the cookies crumble, not entirely, but enough to detract from this new favorite experience of mine. My sister and I returned to our hotel room and propped ourselves up on our beds, ready to devour these macarons, Blair’s favorite, in the same manner we had the day before. we inspected the coconut cookies, although cracked still delicious looking, we took our now ritualized first bite in unison. I don’t know why it wasn’t as magical, but the coconut filling was too sweet and the cookie itself not as perfect.

I think it was then I realized that Pierre Hermé had likely ruined all other macarons for me. So much so that I’m still nursing the box I brought home, contemplating if I should only eat half a cookie.

Pick of the Week: 18.11.11

Pick of the Week: 18.11.11

Chanel No. 19, 3.4 fl oz; Nordstrom – $115.00

“A women who doesn’t wear perfume has no future.”
- Coco Chanel

Chanel may have been taking it to an extreme when she uttered those words, nevertheless there’s something very powerful about the scent of a woman. My first bottle of Chanel No. 5 was a Christmas gift from a high school boyfriend, and although that relationship didn’t last very long – my love for Chanel No. 5 never waned. Since then, there hasn’t been a perfume able to capture my heart quite like it. A part of me believes that Chanel has this innate hold on me, perhaps it’s because I was named after her. After all – my recent visit to Paris wasn’t complete until I’d made a stop at 31 Rue Cambon, the Chanel Flagship Boutique that Coco herself acquired in 1910. Chanel No.5 has become one of those infamous fragrances that have become emblematic of femininity, and although it may be the most famous perfume in the world – I’m more enraptured by the scent of Chanel No. 19. The pale green liquid beckons to me, and while No. 5 is the essence of femininity – No. 19 is bolder, did I mention it was Chanel’s signature scent?

Coveted Deeply

Five picks of things I’m coveting deeply.


Coveted Deeply

[1] Is it too early to start thinking about what I’d like to ring in the new year with? Perhaps a bottle of Veuve Clicquot or Dom Perignon and this adorable scalloped tiger skirt from Timo Weiland.  It’s a little Blair Waldorf with a little edge and maybe that’s why I love it so much, but it’s definitely on my birthday/Christmas list this year.

[2] I’m heading to Paris in a matter of weeks and if any brand knows the city of lights it’s Louis Vuitton (and Chanel of course). They’ve got guides for quite a few of the fashion capitals around the world, and the Louis Vuitton City Guide 2011 features 600 addresses that embody the essence of Paris. A few Audrey Hepburn films, a Gossip Girl episode, and a Louis Vuitton City Guide later and I’ll have the perfect Parisian getaway planned to perfection.

[3] I own the Manta Ray bangle, it’s positively stunning and it’s created a sort of obsession with the Alkemie line. The Starfish ring is next on my must have list, and I’m looking to collect all the animalistic cast in the Alkemie collection. They’re simple, but gorgeous – and happen to be socially and environmentally responsible; each piece is made from 100% reclaimed metal, hand crafted in Los Angeles.

[4] My penchant for odd little pendants continues, from Jessics de Lotz Jewellery, the Red Relished Resin Apple Necklace is quirky and that’s just the way I like it. Perhaps it’s the apple Snow White ate, or the forbidden fruit, but somehow this ravished apple is sexy and dark.

[5] From my fingernails to my feet, wine is one of my favorite shades for Fall, and booties are one of those fall necessities. These Proenza Schouler Lace-up booties in wine suede are luxurious and provocative. Not to mention, the 4.5 inch heel makes them sort of bearable for the New York City streets that seem to be ripping my feet and my favorite heels to shreds.