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Located behind the beautiful old church of L?Eglise Saint Bernard and walking distance from both metros Barbes and La Chapelle, Cocoboheme is a little surprise space waiting to be discovered, across from a Laundromat and two doors down from a North African deli. Tucked in this quiet corner of the 18th arrondisement is one of the loveliest gift shop slash atelier you?ll find in Paris! Run by husband and wife design team Christian and Catherine, Cocoboheme is a French brand that?s known[...]
THRIFT SHOPPING AT PORTE DE VANVES Porte de Vanves has one of Paris Best flea markets, it's a medium sized treasure chest mix of bargain and antique items. If you're visiting Paris and want to go to a local flea market here you've no doubt heard of Marche aux Puce St. Ouen at Porte de Cliancourt - but today I want to share with you another flea market - it's a smaller less popular flea market in the south of Paris 14th arrondissement called Marche aux Puce de la Porte de Vanves. I[...]
A few days ago I had a great excuse cialis 5mg to run into one of my favorite Parisian independently owned bookshops, Comme Un Roman, located in the Marais, to pick up my coffee table Frida Kahlo book I ordered a week ago. I took this opportunity to snap a few photos of the ambiance inside this bookstore located at Marche des Enfant Rouge. You can also find english books here - and they are super helpful, if you can't find what you're looking for, they'll order it for you. It's location[...]
For this installation of "the plate": I stopped into Hotel Amour this past Sunday after a brief "tour de force" of the neighborhood Flea market shopping along Rue des Martyrs in the 9th arr. I was in search of a leather sofa (small enough to fit in my apartment, and cheap enough to fit my wallet). Needless to say thrift shopping in one of Paris' most hip and trendy qautiers; this turned out to be not a very successful venture. So after settling on buying a pair of vintage Argentinean made l[...]
When I strolled into Lomi Cafe on a quite Paris street in the 18th arr, it was around 10:30AM on a Sunday morning I had no expectations. I had just rolled out of bed to a voice message by one of my girl friends saying "Change of plans, meet me at 3 Rue Marcadet". My first though was, "what the hell... there?s nothing over there!" Yes, I have to admit that sometimes I can be a tad nescient. After walking down rue Stephenson and arriving at the bend at the corner to see this semi-mod[...]