Now that our appetites for all things Swedish
and Scandinavian Christmas are satiated,
it seems fitting we flit over to Paris
to devour French deliciousness
and glean romantic decorating
ideas for styling our
By the way,
you do know by now that I type
these posts stream of consciousness
Please pardon the resultant weirdness
from the renegade style. 🙂
Some of the holiday moments below
of outside and inside may not
actually be Paris moments, but the spirit
of Paris is certainly within them.
Do you know about Christmas
celebration traditions in France?
Traditionally, the Nativity scene is displayed
until February 2nd (this day is known as
La Chandeleur and is 40 days after Christmas Day.
Le Réveillon de Noel is Christmas Eve Dinner,
and at midnight, French families eat a special
meal to celebrate the very beginning of
Christmas Day (Noël).
The French call Santa Père Noël and sing
“Vive le vent” (Long Live the Wind) to the tune
of “Jingle Bells.”
I hope you are finding pockets of peace
to enjoy the splendor of the season and
are slowing down enough to notice the beauty
all around you in nature and in the kindness
of others…if the season has not felt kind,
do know that you are not alone in your
grief, and it will pass. It will. You’ll see.
Hold on. We all hurt in different ways.
Allow hope tp find you just where you are,
created perfectly to be loved.
And just like that…we’re off to Paris!
I will meet you here any day, any time.
White quiets everything beautifully.
I once wrote a review of a Chanel fashion show
and submitted it as part of a challenge from
Vogue Italia…no idea if it was published, but
I’d like to think it showed up somewhere in Italian.
Isn’t this warm textural goodness?
If you have visited Laduree in Paris (or elsewhere),
then you know what the Patisserie fuss is about.
Could you dig it if this was your winter daily workout?
I take back everything I have ever said about
bold color being too overstimulating pour moi.
Don’t you love it when you can make it snow inside?
I need more pinecones in my life.
I would blog all day long in exchange for one of these.
Can’t take my eyes off of this monochromatic wonder.
So simple lovely, it hurts.
More Laduree grandeur, and more IS more.
Loving the scale of the Christmas tree decorations.
Now this is the storybook French Christmas my mind imagines!
I think this is Chanel.
Don’t you love the idea of a matte grey bulbs?
Also matte grey bulbs + a Paris balcony?
Imagine this same scene after the sun sets.
Someone likes candles a little.
C’est romantique, oui?
I’m charmed by the hearts on the doors, and look at the table skirting!
There is nothing like Paris architecture.
Laduree and snowflakes are a match made in heaven.
Ah! It only looks like Paris!
It’s Tina’s house (The Enchanted Home)!
I’m seeing stars.
Would you, could you, sip and sashay around these digs?
Those stars are at it again, and i love it.
My little sister has been making these for years,
and they never go out of style.
I have no idea what this moment means,
but I’d love to be there.
Controlled chaos lovely.
The romance of little white lights and crystal.
A very special hotel suite in honor of Coco.
Simple, casual, but something Paris about it.
We had to have a touch of blue!
Thanks for touring Paris with its chic, romantic,
Christmas magic and je ne sais quoi mystery.
If you missed any of my recent posts
(and I have been serving them up like
a sugar plum fairy on steroids, dude),
give them a click so I know you’re there.
I’m exhausted and if it weren’t for
the sweet peaceful refuge of this blog,
I might even complain about the long list
of holiday tasks still not checked off the list.
How can I rant or rave with all the lovely
creations and creatives working magic
on their interiors and our moods?