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Visiting PARIS is like dating the HOT guy in High School

It is

la crème de la crème 


Photo by my awesome friend Norma at

It’s sultry.  It’s dreamy.  It’s gorgeous on every level.  Almost unattainable. Like the high school hottie. Right within grasp.

The great news about dating the hot guy in high school is that you didn’t have to speak French to him.

Wait a second…was that the hot guy secret ??!….I just needed to learn French in high school ??!!

Thank you Coffee Break French.

{P.S. The number one language learning podcast in Europe }

I would have never survived French life without you.

 Where were you in high school, when I could have landed the hot guy with my french words of love ?

I must admit, on my recent trip to Paris, I had the urge to do a blog post every 4 seconds.

Maybe every 4 milliseconds.

After living in Paris for two years, it was super cool to return as a visitor.

And actually stay in a hotel.

   & NOT  have to make my bed.

As a resident of Paris, you have a whole different list of  daily ‘to do’s’

…like ….

Opening a French bank account.

I might add, that opening such an account  is equivalent to having your wisdom teeth pulled.

Maybe worse.

This time

as a visitor

 I had more important things to do.

 Like sleep in my hotel bed, that I never had to tidy up.

  I enjoyed the moments, the wine, the food, the treats,

So I could dream about them again at later date.

Angelina's Cafe (famous for hot chocolate and treats)

Like when I am doing something glamourous…say, for example… laundry.

Or dishes.

 Or cleaning the bathroom.

What I wouldn’t give to have a VALET and MAID ring-a-ling thingy bell in my bathroom.

Yes, these little handy bell ringing things were hanging in the hotel shower. Not kidding.  I would not kid about something as cool as that.

Actually, in hindsight, I am kinda wondering who calls the VALET from their bathtub.

I want to meet that person.  I bet they are crazy interesting .

And as much fun as it was to take this photo….

I bet that same person would adore having a swan throwing up water in their bathroom too.

I liked it for a day.  I admit it.

I think it was because I was able to have a bath with bubbles up to my ears,

with no one banging knocking on the bathroom door

looking for their socks.

This time, I could drink an entire cup of hot chocolate, while it was STILL hot.  It was miraculous.  Like the parting of the red sea.  It was as if I walked on water.  With hot chocolate in hand.  And I didn’t spill a drop.

 As a visitor, I didn’t have to think about cleaning the house, or what reno projects I had on hand.

Truth is, if I was at home, I would rather paint the entire bathroom rather than scrub it.

No jokes.  I would never joke about a thing like that.


And so are candles.

I wouldn’t joke about that either.  Candles are serious business.  Serious wrinkle hiding business.

I am a white/cream coloured unscented candle kinda gal.


I bend my stupid candle rule for ONLY ONE CANDLE.



It really -really -really smells good.

You will want to hug it, smother it with french kisses, et al.

{ I buy the Commune de Paris Scent }

The Astier de Vilatte store is really a step back in time when you visit it.

It is beautifully organized

{ unlike my kitchen cabinets }

Now don’t go thinking I am an all out piglet…I am actually really neat….I have no idea why I am telling you that.


This post is about PARIS.

Paris is a great city to just stand on a street corner and go wild with your camera.

Not that I would ever stand on a street corner……{ MOM }

But I kinda might….. if it meant I could admire a street post.

Attention to detail, is where it’s at.

After standing there, and looking like a goof taking photos of street posts, I usually lolly- gag my way up the Avenue des Champs-Élysées.

 Dreaming about tripping tourists.

Aren’t I mean?

Seriously, there is a huge collection of TOURISTS on that street.

 Wear your elbow pads.  Throw in a couple of knee pads too.

* You might run into someone like me, and get tripped *

We don't have fancy gals like that on buses in Toronto. Just sayin'. LOL.

This is not where the true french living is…..but if given the chance, I say GO FOR IT anyway.

Swanky shops are everywhere.


If you..for example… won a million dollars and you needed some hints on where to spend all your loot… you may want to stroll this magnificent retail therapy street.


It has incredible, retail…everything….especially…


Upper East Cashmere, PARIS

Cashmere is always a great bet.   If I could personally marry Cashmere,  I would.  In Paris, you can covet the cashmere as if it were your first born child.  Only better.  One that doesn’t poop.  It is forever soft.  It never talks back.  Definitely a good investment.

Cough * Cough * Dear Michael, do not look in my luggage.   And nooooo, I did not hide one of the kids in the luggage.

These next  few pics are from the

Parisian Perfumerie

right next door to the swanky

Hôtel Costes





Now, you can find this little stunner of a perfumerie if you can find HOTEL COSTES.

Rue Saint Honoré florist shop

HOTEL COSTES  will take a whole new blog post to share all the goodies about its den of opulence.


Cafés & Bars à Paris

Ohh, and oooh la la, don’t even get me started on those…..

After enjoying a great cup of café crème,

PARIS is a city to walk walk walk in.

That french crème, vin, fromage and chocolate must go somewhere.

Either hit the pavement walking, or the chocolate hits the hips.

Take your pick.

I choose pavement.

I choose a clean closet too, but somethings gotta give.

Walk that city, it is worth every moment even though your feet will eventually HATE you.

Take a seat, read a book, chill….I can’t think of a better city for it.

My feet decided not to talk to me anymore.  I didn’t care.  I took one for the team.

However, I was soooo…..

Wishing I could have learned how to teeter on my toes,

and do a balancing act ….

Not sure I would do it naked,

but hey,

anything once in


Gorgeous Paris.

Sweet Gorgeous Paris.

And everything in it.

Bisous !!


17 Comments Post a comment
  1. Hi Lynn, I like so much reading your blogs, you have beautiful photos!!
    Your Bali post is my favorite – I miss so much my country!

    Oh, we’re talking about mosaic house in twitter ;)

    March 4, 2012
  2. Nicolas d'Allens (et Claude) #

    Dear Lynne,
    It was a pleasure to spend again an evening with you.
    The three of us enjoyed the “Chablis Permier cru”.
    (we missed your friend and Michael)
    Lot of kisses to all the family.

    Et … à très bientôt de nouveau à Paris !

    February 13, 2012
    • Cher Nicolas,
      Merci d’avoir écrit dans mon blog! Et en anglais aussi?! Impressionnant. J’ai eu un amusement dîner avec toi et Claude. Merci d’être des amis merveilleux. Bisous, Lynne

      February 17, 2012
  3. Such a fun French-inspired post – I felt as if I was right there in Paris with you :-) So many fun things to do and interesting things to see and yummy food to eat… I’d be right there with you on the street corner, snapping pictures of everything around me. I’ve even been known to take pics of manhole covers!

    February 11, 2012
    • Manhole covers ??!! Love it. That is hilare. We could be friends IRL for sure ! Lynne xx

      February 17, 2012
  4. Ha!–I laughed in my living room as much as I laughed at our IRL drinks!! SO glad to have met you ladies and know the voices behind what I read–joy of living in Paris is I know fun people will always come back! Adore the humouristic view of our city–j’adore, good for me to have some fresh perspective now/again… and glad to hear you walked those tootsies off…did you ever discover the Diptyque stores & their candles? I promise you won’t be disappointed. I finally remembered that restaurant/oyster bar in Toronto I was telling you about–Miller’s Tavern. Go. You won’t regret the oysters *wink wink* Next time, drinks are on your turf and I’ll leave my mustache in Paris ;-) xoxo bisous

    February 8, 2012
    • Do you like how quickly I reply in my blog ? My bad. So sorry for the late reply. I am still dreaming of Paris, and it is hard to write about it/reply in it, without getting caught up in the idea of booking a flight to get right back there!
      It was such a pleasure to meet you, and fooooshur , if you are in our neck of the woods….we will have a beautiful bevie in T.O. tinsel town.
      Lynne xx

      February 19, 2012
  5. chatsoonsandy #

    Actually I think I remember you standing on a street corner….Just kidding —I just wanted to feel important because you put my name in the blog ( “Mom” that is. ) LOL

    February 8, 2012
    • Mom- Too funny ! Now I feel important that my MOM reads my blog. Guess I better behave myself now. Busted by my momma *_*.
      Luv’s ya
      Me xx

      February 19, 2012
  6. What a wonderful (and beautiful) post. I just returned from another trip to Paris and I am at a loss for how I could love the place more each time!

    February 8, 2012
    • Dee Dee, I can see from your blog that you love Paris too. I hope you get the chance to live there some day! What a great opportunity that will be. Do you speak French? Do you live in NY now? I ADORE NEW YORK as well…so I am totally curious. I sound like a kid in a candy store. So many places, life is not long enough to soak every single one of them in…but I am sure gonna try. Lynne xx

      February 8, 2012
  7. Beeeeautiful photos Lynne.
    Loved reading about Paris YOUR way.
    Only thing is, I now want to go sans enfants rather than how we may be going!

    February 7, 2012
    • Hiya Janet, you will LOVE Paris…I can’t wait to hear more about your travel plans. We will have coffee and email chats and get all caught up. Lynne xx

      February 8, 2012
  8. lee #

    Lynne you make Paris seem even more dreamy! Wonderful post.

    February 7, 2012
    • Hi Lee
      I have a few more pics to send to you. I fell in love with a few mosaics along the way too…
      Lynne xx

      February 8, 2012
  9. NO WORDS (rare pour moi) ….Le grande sigh!

    February 7, 2012
    • We will grande sigh together Mo. It is a city that literally takes your breath, {and words} away . So pretty . Lynne xx

      February 8, 2012

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