Breakfast done right.
Patrick Roger’s life-size chocolate penguins. I have never seen shop windows as we did in Paris. It really makes NYC seem understated.
Ah, a romantic night on the Seine, bundled up and walking to a concert.
The worst waiter EVER— it wasn’t clear that he spoke French or English and couldn’t read the menu. Well, we got a can of sardines, so that’s good!
This is exactly how I envisioned our time in Paris! Snug in a sexy apartment eating raw cheese and drinking wine. Perfect!
Paris Christmas Market
Bon Marche. The Christmas set up was pretty incredible.
The US section at the Bon Marche. POP-TARTS! Can you imagine lusting for them surrounded by all the excellent French pastry?
The Canal St. Martin. I think this would be a fun neighborhood to explore some more.
I would try to get a job here if we lived in Paris.
Such sexy Bakeware at Dehillerin
AAHHHH… talk about walking into heaven. Pastry rings at Dehillerin. Good thing we only packed one carry-on, as there was no room for shopping.
I loved that mixed in with the tourist stuff on the Île de la Cité is a bird market.
Saint Chapelle is worth standing in line for. We tried three times before we decided the line was short enough.
Hédiard: The best candy I have ever put in my mouth. I need to learn how to make gels.
The night view from the top of the Arc de Triomphe.
Another shot of our fantastic apartment: great location and comfortable but homey, perfect after so much walking to lounge around and drink wine.
Santas longboarding to raise money for orphans is 110% better than stupid Seattle Santarchy.
We are so doing this at our house?
Too sexy for Paris!
Why did I keep going to gardens in December?
A conservatory at the Jardin de Plantes
The Galerie de Botanique was a place with no tourists, but all in French.
The last day = the Louvre.
A THREE HOUR WAIT in freezing weather to get into the Louvre! WHAT THE FUCK. Talk to me; I have tips to get you in faster.