The heel of your black pump just broke. Thank god it’s not your Louboutins, but still. It’s not like Zara costs nothing. Shit! You say to yourself again. You like the way the word feels, more racy, more tendance than merde. You picked it up in Ibiza last summer – someone brought some Americans and every time you said it, everyone thought you were adorable. And you are adorable. A little naughty, a little spoiled, but that pout is what got you into Buddha Bar back when it was someplace, and what gets you the best service at the bar at Georges V now. It’s also what got you your fiancé, the son of some count or other played-out royalty. No matter, he looks great on your arm at those charity parties on rue Montagne. So boring, but it’s for charity so you have another glass of champagne and practice your pout. But now you’re on your way to brunch and you’re going to be late thanks to the pump. No matter, it always looks better to sweep in a little late and let people wonder what delayed you. Your pout and tousled hair says it was a quick tryst; nobody needs to know about your pump. But still, you’d better send a texto to Charlene and at least let her know – they’re her pumps, en fait. Luckily you’re not far from home which is, of course, in the 8ème. You keep telling yourself that you’re too young for the 16ème but you don’t lose sight of it. As soon as things get more serious with someone, you’ll get a place there. It’s the only place in Paris that you’d want to have your kids grow up in. “Only the best” you repeat to yourself. And honestly, who even goes past the Madeleine? What do people do there? You check Voici on your iPhone and find out that David Guetta is playing on friday. Can you make it? Oh, please.
Words: Jill Pope The Marais, which spans the 3rd and 4th arrondissements, is far from a homogenous bloc, but a collection of neighbourhoods with their own character. The eastern part of the 4th arrondissement – that is, the ‘lower’ part of the Marais, with its feet still firmly on the rive droit, before you hit the Seine and the… Read more
Words: Jill Pope Image: Aurélien Michaud There’s more to the 18th arrondissement than Montmartre and Pigalle! Head north from Sacre Coeur and discover the other side of the ‘butte’ – neighbourhoods like Clignancourt Jules Joffrin, huddled around metro stations Jules Joffrin, Lamarck-Caulaincourt and Marcadet-Poissoniers. In the 15th century, this part of the 18th arrondissement (which at the time… Read more
Walking down Rue Vieille du Temple on a crisp Sunday afternoon, I spotted Breizh Café. The atmosphere looked so warm and inviting from the outside, I let myself in to indulge in a hot crepe. As I stood at the bar waiting for a seat, I noticed the joint was like no other – in… Read more
Image by Susie Hollands Recently given a facelift by the crew behind ‘La Jeune Rue’ and designer Maud Bury, the new Anahi is a slick, modern eatery that has kept its Argentine roots with chef Osvaldo Lupis at the helm. Fortunately, the meat remains – this was previously a charcutier afterall! Read more
A 50s diner, no big deal – but a 50s diner in the midst of Paris offers a surreal, Lynch-like experience. Brunch Transatlantic style (pancakes, bacon, eggs, a “Bottomless Mug O’Joe”…) is served at all hours of the day. The plus – they also serve beer. The scene is mostly made up of Parisian hipsters,… Read more