A couple of weeks ago, I promised to get back with more pics of Francois Mitterrand library neighborhood on the right bank of the Seine river.

The library’s located in the 13th arrondissement at farthest southern west of Paris.

I get an emotional bonding with this place since

It’s been a while that I didn’t post in.

It all started with my Macbook Pro hard drive crashing up two weeks ago. 8-month-old and already dead. It’s 2nd time in less than 1 year that it happens to me. Once more Apple managed it all skillfully. They got me a new HD, recover all my data for free (it’s usually €99 ($130)), and offered me a coupon. I bought a time capsule right away. How powerful is that? My HD crashed up and I buy a $500 extra hardware … Anyway. I had two days free of my computer. So I took my camera on and stroll across Paris to shoot around

I used to wonder  why some people dress so badly. You know, I walk the street and I bump into some folk thinking “Where the hell did she find that horrible skirt”. Do you feel that way too? For me it sort of feels natural to pair stuffs together. I try 2, 3 or 4 different stuffs on before making my mind up on an ensemble and get out of home.

Though, I got it lately. You know, I like flowers. Yet, I always feel stuck in front of the countless flower shops Paris gets. Pairing flowers and leafs to make a luxurious bouquet is hard for me. When I ask help to the florist, she makes it all, without telling me how and why she picks this flower up with this leaf up. I really feels frustrated about that. Yesterday, when I bought this bouquet, I was thinking that those people in the streets with those horrible threads should have felt the same way than I do with flowers. You know something like “Oh my god, it’s gorgeous. But I don’t know how to make it together. Oh let’s drop it! I’ll spend my money on something else”. But the thing is: I may not buy flowers for home. No one may not dress up …

I spent 20 minutes to choose those flowers all by myself, and other 20 minutes to put them properly in a vase. You’ll say that pink and white is nothing fantastic. Anyway, I’m proud about it. Some peonies have blossomed today morning. Busy week end! huh?

Seems that Apple is considering France as one market that counts. 8 months after a first one, a second Apple store will open up tomorrow near Place de L’Opera in Paris .

I love the decor of this ad. It got shot on Le Pont des Amoureux, which is a wooden and metallic pedestrian bridge that crosses the River Seine in Paris. Understand sweetheart’s bridge.

Vanessa Paradis keeps it strong with Chanel handbags ad campaign.

I was cleaning my photo library to make some room in my harddrive and I found this shoot. I don’t even remember when I shoot it. It was someday at the beginning of the spring. Look, trees awere still blossoming.

Easy shoot. Eiffel Tower will always look good.

I just bought this hat at Doria Salambo at Bastille in Paris.

I came thru the making of of Kate Moss and Gaspard Ulliel advertising for Longchamp back in 2008 at Cafe de Flore, Paris.
I missed this campaign as I were living in the US that year. The campaign renders the whole Paris cliché picture with the intimate and vintage interior of Café de Flore. Look at this cup of tea. Today, you find that out only at your grandmother countryside home. Yet, it’s not the campaign itself that’s stunning. It’s more the characters.

An as usual scathing Karl Lagerfeld replies to Interview Vanity of May 2010 issue of French Elle.
Below some pearls. Bitting and funny as only Karl knows how to do it.

is a once-the-sun-is-shinning sport. A sunny weekend get lots of Parisian outside glazing their leather at the café terraces. The truth is you can understand that behavior only when you live in Paris and you crave for some sun all year long.

Most cafés have not got the place to set up a terrace. They feel free to use the sidewalk (yes) to do so, 2′ away from traffic and amid strollers.

In that mood, I found out at Montparnasse what looked the most amazing place to sit down and enjoy.

I had the privilege to visit Mademoiselle Chanel’s apartment at Rue Cambon, Paris above the principal luxury store. I was glad to make it. Though the store and fitting room are known, the apartment itself is hardly opened to mass.

A beautiful tree with flowers growing up directly from branches

This photo exhibition of nomad population have been exposed on the barriers of Jardin du Luxembourg. The pics drove me so far away from Paris.

I’m quite in awe with tulips.

It’s not a flower we get in the Caribbean. I remember I made one with plaster at 6 for mom’s day while my classmates favored roses. The first time I held one for real, I guess I was 18.
There are a lot these days in Paris. The bigger they are, the more I like them.

They do not last long unfortunately.

This guy got stuck from noon until I went to bed. It was 2 weeks ago.

Sometimes, Paris can be the weirdest place in the world. Last week end I saw this pulley while I was coming back home, outing from my neighbor window …. No no no no. It’s not my closest neighbor. This guy is not in my building. He’s a few buildings away (1 block actually).

I had breakfast at Plaza Athénée, Paris a couple of weeks ago. It may seem posh as an habit. Let me say it’s damned worth the $90 I paid for.

It’s been 5 years, I guess, that having brunch is a trendy week end activity. A lot of restaurant have debuted their own. While the quality steadily falls down over time, the prices continuously rise. I won’t give any name that does that. Yet I am giving one, right here, that remains a wonderful experience. For the meals and the decor.

Breakfast is my favorite meal of the day. Everyday, I wake up 30 minutes earlier and save time to get a good starting.

Hence doing breakfast in a resort is the ultimate treat. Almost better than shopping on and errand. It’s an over the top bud’s experience in a mythic place at a reasonable price given that it’s an étoilé restaurant in a resort. (Yes I know, the breakfast is not étoilé, but Ducasse is. 3 stars buddy!).

Are you ready? Come on with me.

I start with the staff. Warm, considerate. They’re truely nice. I arrived. I felt home.

Second, the place! It’s beauty.

I shot this yesterday in Paris’ 4th arrondissement few steps away (10 actually) from the Seine river. This winter has been so tough and so cold. I felt it even harder that I enjoyed sunny Palo Alto last year.

I’ve been waiting those Prunus to come into flower for one month. I used to rollerblade around before I left to California.
For me, Spring is officially on.

I’ll be posting other shoots of Paris over the next couple of months.

Have you gone yet to La patisserie des rêves? It’s a new pastry concept at Rue du Bac in Paris near Le Bon Marché. I heard about it from my friend Kate.
“Gaelle, there’s a new pastry in Paris you need to go. It’s la patisserie des rêves at Rue du Bac. Those are your dream pastries”

Look at this kid. She’s gorgeous. She looks like an angel. Barbara Palvin is L’Officiel Paris Feb 10 issue cover. I’m getting hypnotized with her big soft frank doe eyes.

Photograph is Martin Lidell. I like the way he plays with shadows on this photoshoot.

The view is avenue des Champ Elys√©es, Paris 8 from the balcony of Louis Vuitton boutique’s highest floor.

Last Sunday, I had brunch at The Blue Elephant, a Royal Thai restaurant in the heart of Bastille in Paris.

Bastille is a central east neighborhood of Paris. Today it’s a trendy district known for its nightlife, bars and nightclubs.

Every year, I look forward to seeing Galeries Lafayettes’ Xmas deco. .
The deco is the same than it was last year and the year before, I guess. I didn’t shoot the windows as there are always too many people strolling on the boulevard. It’s impossible to have a pic without having people around.

Her deep black bob hair makes her unmistakable. She has made alluring and scandalously sexy lingerie democratic, using silk trimmed of lace, threads and frills, at a time lingerie needed to be only functional. According to her website, she even invented lace tights. Chantal Thomass is the goddess of chic underwear.
In the video, she introduces her to her countryside home. The similarities between

While I was sunbathing on March last year, Sandro, the-small-label-that-is-growing-up has been launching a male collection.