France, France, France. It seems to have slipped into my subconscious, inception style. French food, French movies, French brands, French blogs. It may have started with Woody Allen’s Midnight in Paris. It’s just one of those movies…I love it so much, I had to watch it again recently. Perhaps it started when I read about a Mother and daughter’s six week trip to explore Paris in Lucy Knisley’s book, French Milk. Or it could simply be the case that while I have been fortunate to find myself in France recently enough, I didn’t really spend much time there. Driving from Cherbourg to Northwestern Spain meant two days of driving, with an overnight in Saintes as a recharging pitstop. Maybe I feel deprived!
I’ve certainly made up for it though, in the form of baked camembert (Président, of course), flakey croissants and a trip to Ladurée in Dublin’s Brown Thomas over Christmas for a rainbow of macaroons. Ladurée, oddly enough don’t have any stores in Madrid or Barcelona, so I bought a pastry bag and nozzle to attempt to make these salted caramel macaroons. I am that dedicated.
I think I need more than what’s here to satiate my appetite. A little off route Paris visit should sort me out. A l’étroit mais entre amis! (The more, the merrier)
Warehouse striped dress
I love everything about Garance, the way she describes French and New York life. I also adore her art prints, they are so beautiful. I will own one, one day!
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