OK. I admit that I’ve been rather critical of Parisian restaurants. I’ve complained about the price, the service, the pathetic nià§oise salads, and the general feeling of disappointment at the end of many meals.
Right now on my iPhone it says 74F for today and will go up to 77F by Monday with those yellow sun icons all the way down. I’m talking about the weather for Paris.
There’s something special about window shopping in Paris. You find the most interesting little ateliers that entice you to peer in and discover.
It’s March and for me that means one thing: the 6 Nations. Ireland, England, Wales, Scotland, France and Italy. Rugby! You can have your Ronaldo or Rooney, (just don’t mess with mi Messi), because for me rugby is the game that’s less about money (name one rugby WAG) and more about camaraderie and real sportsmanship. <... >
Ever since I went to Basquiat’s exhibition here at the Tokyo Palais, I’ve been thinking a lot about street art, artists and their lives. Before the likes of Banksy, Shepard Fairey or Aérosol, Basquiat was one of the first grafitti artists to take his messages to the walls of downtown Manhattan. Unfortunately, the exhibition will <... >
First of all, sorry for the cheesy card visual. Secondly, Christmas, Noà«l, or whatever we call it or celebrate at this time of year, it’s nice and all but it’s also a lot of hassle. Presents, pressure and of course the annual family feud that always rears its ugly head no matter how many times <... >
I’ve been in Paris for over two years now and I can honestly say I feel a little more settled. I get by in French, I buy a baguette most evenings, I even read up on the grèves (strikes) to know how what train is running so I can get to work.
It’s Fall here. Leaves are falling and that lovely sunny yet chilly climate has set in. And unlike New York, it’s still bright here up until 7-ish pm. Love that!
September in Paris! Still sunny, breezy and balmy with Parisians all back from their month-long vacations as galleries, stores, bakeries and everything reopens. It also means the metro is more packed, restaurants are busy every night and the Paris buzz is revived. It’s also a good time to go to the Louvre – the world’s <... >
Having just got back from New York a few weeks ago, I’m all spent in every way! What a shame because every day, I’m tempted by the incredible summer sales here in Paris.
1. Cannes is canned? Well not exactly! It’s June which means no more talk about Cannes, film reviews, who wore what, red carpets, Robin Hood, green tights, Polanski, Lindsay Lohan etc. It’s over. Well not so fast. If you’re in the ad world, next up is the 57th International Advertising Festival, the world’s biggest celebration <... >
Every month I find myself writing about all the great things going on here and why you should come. But since it’s Spring and the weather has been glorious here since mid April, I feel there’s no need to entice you. Plus, the volcanic ash is gone. So instead I thought I’d help you become <... >
Spring has definitely arrived here. Not only is it brighter every evening til almost 7.30pm but you can almost detect slightly happier Parisians on the metro (or rather less “suicidal’).
N’inquiete-pas! “Craic” is the Irish for fun. And though I’m still recovering from the French thrashing the Irish took (33-10) in rugby three weeks ago, I always looks forward to St Paddy’s day here. March 17th is a much calmer affair here compared to the wild celebrations in New York, Dublin and other cities. That <... >
It’s true, there are more songs about Paris in the spring, than Paris in freezing February. But believe it or not, February is a rather good month to come here. Here are my five top reasons why: 1. Les Soldes…the sales!!! If you’re not completely broke after the holidays, then get here before February 9th <... >
There’s something really magical about Christmas in Paris. The bustling streets are buzzing and at night the city is glowing with lights. All the majestic tourist attractions seem to come out in their best sparkling jewels to bedazzle us for a few weeks. So if you’re planning a trip, here are a few shimmering streets <... >
Forget all the clichés about France and the French. It’s too expensive, they’re arrogant, rude, won’t speak English, never smile, smoke non-stop, eat and never gain a pound, hate Americans and love to say “no.” It’s not true, though they do seem a bit broody on the metro. Focus on the good stuff. The croissants, <... >