Thanks to a wonderful friend who recently moved to Paris, and a group of displaced bff's converging in Paris, I found myself there in mid December spending a lovely week sightseeing, eating, drinking and window shopping (damn that euro!). Paris is a beautiful city any time of year but there's no doubt the City of Lights shines even brighter in December, with bulbs strung up on nearly every tree and across most intersections. But these aren't your trite lights of Christmas yore; they are glamorous and spectacular, befitting this fashion mecca. Lights in silver, white and blue, shaped like chandeliers and disco balls; trees dripping with lights that have the illusion of falling gems. And the trees! Not an ounce of throw tinsel in sight, these bedecked trees are sprayed in faux red snow, the perfect foil to the neutral grey of winter. Not that Paris was all that grey...
Made the trip to store Colette because I had heard so much hype, but I have to say,
Thanks to a wonderful friend who recently moved to Paris, and a group of displaced bff's converging in Paris, I found myself there in mid December spending a lovely week sightseeing, eating, drinking and window shopping (damn that euro!). Paris is a beautiful city any time of year but there's no doubt the City of Lights shines even brighter in December, with bulbs strung up on nearly every tree and across most intersections. But these aren't your trite lights of Christmas yore; they are glamorous and spectacular, befitting this fashion mecca. Lights in silver, white and blue, shaped like chandeliers and disco balls; trees dripping with lights that have the illusion of falling gems. And the trees! Not an ounce of throw tinsel in sight, these bedecked trees are sprayed in faux red snow, the perfect foil to the neutral grey of winter. Not that Paris was all that grey...
Made the trip to store Colette because I had heard so much hype, but I have to say, 
