Un Croissant au Beurre S’il Vous Plait!!

A year of pandemic life has meant the need for little moments of joy and escape. For me, I’ve found it in flaky, buttery croissants and dreaming of Paris. I love everything about Paris—the cafes, the food, the rudeness, the cigarettes, the fashion, ALL.OF.IT. In the depths of crippling postpartum depression, I would lay in bed and think about jetting off to the city of love and sharing a croissant with Emmett. We would be wearing matching striped shirts, obviously. Perhaps it’s cliche but if loving Paris makes me basic then pop a beret on my head and call me a basique bitch all you want. J’adore Paris forever.

I’ve rounded up a few of my favourite ways to escape to Paris (while staying safely at home in Vancouver on my couch, for now). Ok, so:

Movies / Shows

Midnight in Paris

Sex and the City (ep. 7/8 of the final season with Petrovsky)

Emily in Paris (when is season 2 coming?!)

Something’s Gotta Give

Before Sunset

The Devil Wears Prada

Julie & Julia

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Paris;this April sunset completely utters

utters serenely silently a cathedral

before whose upward lean magnificent face

the streets turn young with rain,

spiral acres of bloated rose

coiled within cobalt miles of sky

yield to and heed

the mauve

of twilight(who slenderly descends,

daintily carrying in her eyes the dangerous first stars)

people move love hurry in a gently

arriving gloom and

see!(the new moon

fills abruptly with sudden silver

these torn pockets of lame and begging colour)while

there and here the lithe indolent prostitute

Night,argues

with certain houses

-ee cummings

Books

A Moveable Feast- Ernest Hemingway

The Paris Wife- Paula McLean

Bringing up Bebe (this is a parenting book but it inspired me to be a chic, chill French mama)- Pamela Druckerman

The Emperor of Paris- C.S. Richardson

Musique

Au revoir 🥐









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