If you happened to hear an unexplained shriek of delight, oh, say around 1 pm last Thursday; followed by another about 15 -20 minutes later..... well, that would have been me upon unexpectedly finding a dear friend from the States at my doorstep... and then as if that wasn't a big enough surprise.... being told that we were departing the next morning for a girls' weekend in Paris (my husband and she had cooked this whole scheme up).
It goes without saying that we had a fantastic time.... like two giggling school girls doing (and eating) whatever we pleased in a city that is world-renowned for its sensory delights. Unbeknownst to us, we descended smack dab in the middle of Fashion Week and the best people watching known to man (more on that in a later post). But, we decided to leave the well-heeled crowd behind (we were in flats anyway) :) in favor of exploring the local flea/antiques market and farmer's market... along with an awe-inspiring stop at the Musee D'Orsay.... warning: you are about to experience a photo explosion....
You really need an entire day or more to do the antiques portion of this market properly.... so many beautiful treasures.... those chairs were screaming my name.... but, alas, no furniture returned home with us. Instead, some pottery, vintage barware and art.
.... as was, more importantly, the blessing of friendship.
Merci beaucoup Alison!