So what DO you do in Paris all day, Sarah asked me recently, when I told her I was particularly busy and didn’t have time to call the gallery before 11 p.m. Is it all work?
Oh yes, very hard work. Let’s see all the ways:
Well, first I get up, look out the window to check on the weather …
… and walk to the boulangerie for a croissant and breakfast. I can’t resist the flowers on the rue Cler, and think I’m buying the first peonies of the season:
I take them back to the apartment and realize that oh no, I don’t have a vase to match! I do love the way the pink picks up the pink touches in the apartment though. And speaking of which, the pink on the back of the chair looks a little haggard, and I need to get them replaced.
So my next stop is a trip to the local upholsterer, walking three blocks carrying my chairs in two hands (which is why French women don’t get fat!). The quote to put the fabric on the back, with no welting, is about twice the cost of the chair. But do I have a choice? I don’t think so … and I know it will look beautiful.
But here’s the problem: It’s going to take him a few weeks to upholster the chairs, and meanwhile, I need at least one more chair … so I hop on the 69 Bus (my favorite!) and head to one of three fabulous home furnishing stores on the Rue du Bac, where I spend a small fortune on a “temporary” chair that is going to hold me over until mine are back from the upholsterer. Hmm … is there something wrong with this picture?
Of course while I’m in the stores, I do a little snooping to see what the latest trends are in Paris (remember that this is a “work” trip!). And I find at least one product I know we will definitely carry at Huff Harrington Home: a pair of See Up glasses at the counter, enabling people of a certain age (ahem) to read the small print without getting out their reading glasses. So cute, gotta have it!
I’m actually in Paris with Monsieur and when I tell him the next step is returning the shower faucet to the hardware store across town, there’s a little bit of whining. So here’s the deal: We’ll hop back on the 69 Bus and hope that we can sit discreetly in the back, with our shower faucet. We’ll do our best to return the faucet, and, because the hardware store is right next to the Centre Pompidou, we’ll stop in there and check out the amazing Matisse exhibit and maybe have lunch at Chez Georges, on the rooftop, non?
Tbe Matisse exhibit is fascinating, and one of the best curated shows I’ve ever attended. I also love all the children, squirming on the floor of the exhibit with their classes …
…and the spontaneous performances of dancers that are not only condoned but actually encouraged, in this exhibit:
The reward for all this hard work is lunch on the rooftop restaurant at Chez Georges which is a tremendous treat in itself. The views are fab, the inside of the restaurant is a hoot of modern fantasy, and the outside terrace is to die for.
It’s such a gorgeous day that nobody is sitting inside, but instead …