<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36357889</id><updated>2012-02-15T21:42:22.355-08:00</updated><category term='su'/><title type='text'>The Joys of Traveling to and Living in Paris</title><subtitle type='html'>A useful guide for future expats, wanna be Parisians, tourists, students and dreamers.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iwanttogotoparis.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36357889/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iwanttogotoparis.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Kasia Koniar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10325234745454939908</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-FL20NVkon8c/TxOGpYDXh5I/AAAAAAAACU4/Tz3_OgsRihQ/s220/kasia_koniar_moda_nextel.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>100</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36357889.post-1877345543954225115</id><published>2012-02-14T08:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-02-14T08:39:00.726-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Je T'Aime, Moi Non Plus</title><content type='html'>I am not big on Hallmark holidays, such as hmmm...Valentine's Day...BUT, I am big on the affections of French film, music and culture. So, as an homage, I will use this "holiday" as an excuse to post images, of what I esteem as the most romantic couples, love triangles, lustful encounters, or even heart broken singles of the French big screen, from some of the most moving, and heart wrenching films ever made...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And, what better than to begin with the legendary, real-life French couple; Jane Birkin and Serge Gainsbourg, in their cult hit &amp;nbsp;&lt;i&gt;"I Love You, Me Neither"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="300" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/O9IvYeFusVg" width="400"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are the lover's from the big screen:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #222222; line-height: 16px;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-style: normal;"&gt;37&lt;/span&gt;°2&amp;nbsp;L&lt;span style="color: black; font-style: normal;"&gt;e Matin -&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;(Betty Blue),&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 16px;"&gt;A Bout De Souffle (Breathless),&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #222222; line-height: 16px;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-style: normal;"&gt;Aimez&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #222222; line-height: 16px;"&gt;-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #222222; line-height: 16px;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-style: normal;"&gt;vous Brahms&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #222222; line-height: 16px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;(Goodbye Again),&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #222222; line-height: 16px;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-style: normal;"&gt;Le Fabuleux Destin d'Amélie Poulain (Amelie),&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #222222; line-height: 16px;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-style: normal;"&gt;Bande à Part&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #222222; line-height: 16px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #222222; line-height: 16px;"&gt;(Band of Outsiders),&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;The Dreamers,&amp;nbsp;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #222222; line-height: 16px;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-style: normal;"&gt;Last Tango in Paris,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #222222; line-height: 16px;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-style: normal;"&gt;Baisers volés (Stolen Kisses),&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #222222; line-height: 16px;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-style: normal;"&gt;Ma nuit chez Maud&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #222222; line-height: 16px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #222222; line-height: 16px;"&gt;(My Night At Maud's), Le Souffle Au Coeur (Murmur of the Heart),&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;Jules et Jim, A Nos Amours (To Our Loves)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-vNLv5rdsy38/TyRncOXJUnI/AAAAAAAACbM/kes2pJtVy3o/s1600/296073.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="205" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-vNLv5rdsy38/TyRncOXJUnI/AAAAAAAACbM/kes2pJtVy3o/s320/296073.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;To continue with the nostalgic theme of the merchants of memorabilia, what better then sellers of old, antique books, first editions, signed copies, sepia postcards from the turn of the century, and other used manuals.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Les Bouquinistes, the used-book sellers you can find along the Seine and around Notre-Dame, have been around forever. As a matter of fact, many impressionist paintings depict them. They have become an iconic fixture of the Paris landscape since the mid-1500s when shops and stalls lined most of the bridges in Paris. You cannot miss them, they are as important to the city's identity as is the Eiffel Tower or Sacre-Coeur.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;"After the Revolution, business boomed when entire libraries were liberated from nobles or clergymen and wound up for sale cheap on the banks of the Seine. In 1891, bouquinistes received permission to permanently attach their boxes to the quaysides. Today, the waiting list to become one of Paris' 250 bouquinistes is eight years. Each bouquiniste is given four boxes, all of a specified size, and rent is paid only for the stone on which the boxes rest (less than €100 per year). The most coveted spots are awarded based on seniority. Maintenance costs, including the required vert wagon paint (the green color of old train cars), are paid by the sellers. With little overhead, prices are usually cheaper than in most shops. Bouquinistes must be open at least four days a week. Wednesdays are best (when school is out), and warm, dry days are golden (notice that every item is wrapped in protective plastic). And yes, they do leave everything inside when they lock up at night; metal bars and padlocks keep things safe."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;To read more in French make sure to visit &lt;a href="http://www.paris.fr/loisirs/marches-bouquinistes-et-kiosques/217-bouquinistes-sur-les-quais-parisiens/rub_8393_stand_61184_port_19551"&gt;this page&lt;/a&gt;, there is also an English language option in the upper right corner. Unfortunately, if you are not fluent in French, you won't be finding the next read for your flight home at the bouquinistes, but you might still enjoy the stroll along the seine, and a gander at this beautifully maintained tradition.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 22px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36357889-3628599250648828284?l=iwanttogotoparis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iwanttogotoparis.blogspot.com/feeds/3628599250648828284/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36357889&amp;postID=3628599250648828284' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36357889/posts/default/3628599250648828284'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36357889/posts/default/3628599250648828284'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iwanttogotoparis.blogspot.com/2012/01/les-bouquinistes.html' title='Les Bouquinistes'/><author><name>Kasia Koniar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10325234745454939908</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-FL20NVkon8c/TxOGpYDXh5I/AAAAAAAACU4/Tz3_OgsRihQ/s220/kasia_koniar_moda_nextel.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-vNLv5rdsy38/TyRncOXJUnI/AAAAAAAACbM/kes2pJtVy3o/s72-c/296073.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36357889.post-3927704296370106948</id><published>2012-01-22T10:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-22T10:28:27.366-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Nouvelle Vague - Dance</title><content type='html'>I happen to be both, a huge fan of &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/French_New_Wave"&gt;&lt;b&gt;New Wave&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;, the French cinematic movement, and &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Nouvelle_Vague_%28band%29"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Nouvelle Vague&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;, the French band. Here is a little marriage between the two...just cause it's so effortlessly charming.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Original excerpt from the film, Bande à Part, by Godard&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="315" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/sq2s60oxlv8" width="420"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And here is Nouvelle Vague's video&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="315" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/ekQZPozjCX8" width="420"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36357889-3927704296370106948?l=iwanttogotoparis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iwanttogotoparis.blogspot.com/feeds/3927704296370106948/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36357889&amp;postID=3927704296370106948' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36357889/posts/default/3927704296370106948'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36357889/posts/default/3927704296370106948'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iwanttogotoparis.blogspot.com/2012/01/nouvelle-vague-dance.html' title='Nouvelle Vague - Dance'/><author><name>Kasia Koniar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10325234745454939908</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-FL20NVkon8c/TxOGpYDXh5I/AAAAAAAACU4/Tz3_OgsRihQ/s220/kasia_koniar_moda_nextel.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/sq2s60oxlv8/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36357889.post-3593293953470298996</id><published>2012-01-15T18:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-16T21:15:52.889-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Paris Flea Markets</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-GW2x6KeByhc/TxOJ7QmTJ3I/AAAAAAAACVk/Sp1h36ev1W4/s1600/images.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="132" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-GW2x6KeByhc/TxOJ7QmTJ3I/AAAAAAAACVk/Sp1h36ev1W4/s200/images.jpeg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #2c2c2c; font-family: Verdana,Tahoma,'Bitstream Vera Sans',sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 19px; margin: 0px 0px 12px; padding: 0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #2c2c2c; line-height: 19px; margin: 0px 0px 12px; padding: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times,'Times New Roman',serif;"&gt;....And it's 2012. The end of the world is upon us. Or, just the end of another year. Was it worth living? Was is a success or a trial? Was it time well spent? I hear that time is an illusion, so for whatever it's worth, I will start here this year by drawing out a bit of the past. After all, what would we be today, without our heritage? Every city's exploration should include a thorough examination of its markets; from organic produce markets, to black markets. It will show you the city's true face, maybe even a few wrinkles, and hopefully its &lt;i&gt;patrimoine,&lt;/i&gt; as the French say - its heritage. There are many different Flea Markets to chose from in Paris, the most notable being the St Ouen Flea ,&amp;nbsp;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; line-height: 16px;"&gt;officially called &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Les Puces de Saint-Ouen&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;It carries absolutely everything you can dream of; past and present. &amp;nbsp;There are 2&amp;nbsp;500 stalls full of antiques, jewelry, paintings, perfume bottles, old and new vintage fashion shops,&amp;nbsp;books and more. it brings in more than 11 million visitor’s a year, and it is located in the north of Paris (metro Clignancourt).&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #2c2c2c; line-height: 19px; margin: 0px 0px 12px; padding: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times,'Times New Roman',serif;"&gt;This market dates back to the Middle Ages, when merchants resold the cast-off, flea infested clothing of aristocrats to peasant folk.&amp;nbsp;Then, Picasso himself was a frequent visitor, perhaps while searching for inspiration.&amp;nbsp;Also, if you have seen Woody Allen's &amp;nbsp;“Midnight In Paris” you have already gotten a glimpse of its charms, as parts of the movie were filmed there.&amp;nbsp;It is open from Saturday to Monday. &lt;a href="http://www.parisperfect.com/paris-flea-markets.php"&gt;This site&lt;/a&gt; has amazing tips and insight on the whole ordeal. It is a must stop for all seekers of memorabilia.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Pok8qR9ScME/TxOJ-tlJ3NI/AAAAAAAACVs/DHTRkfzBoBM/s1600/heads_paris_flea_mkt.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Pok8qR9ScME/TxOJ-tlJ3NI/AAAAAAAACVs/DHTRkfzBoBM/s200/heads_paris_flea_mkt.jpg" width="133" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #2c2c2c; font-family: Verdana,Tahoma,'Bitstream Vera Sans',sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 19px; margin: 0px 0px 12px; padding: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: black; font-family: Times; font-size: small; line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #2c2c2c; font-family: Verdana,Tahoma,'Bitstream Vera Sans',sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 19px; margin: 0px 0px 12px; padding: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times,'Times New Roman',serif; font-size: small;"&gt;You can also find the&amp;nbsp;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.tripadvisor.com/Attraction_Review-g187147-d189198-Reviews-Marche_aux_Puces_de_la_Porte_de_Vanves-Paris_Ile_de_France.html" style="color: #202d95; outline-style: none; text-decoration: none;" title="Vanve "&gt;Vanve&amp;nbsp;&lt;/a&gt;Market&lt;/b&gt; &lt;/i&gt;down south&amp;nbsp;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #013334; line-height: normal;"&gt;avenue Georges Lafenestre and avenue Marc Sangnier, 75014 Paris. T&lt;/span&gt;his outdoor market is open until 2 p.m. Saturday and Sunday. Tables along both sides of the sidewalk are full of paintings, jewelry, dishes, furniture, and books.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #2c2c2c; line-height: 19px; margin: 0px 0px 12px; padding: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times,'Times New Roman',serif;"&gt;And finally, there is also &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Marche aux Puces de Montreuil&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;,&amp;nbsp;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #013334; line-height: normal;"&gt;avenue de la Porte de Montreuil, 75020 Paris / 93100 Montreuil-sous-Bois. T&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #013334; line-height: normal;"&gt;his market offers mountains of second-hand clothing, car parts, showers and laundry machines, and other random goodness. You'll find little pre-1900's, but there are fun collectibles like branded pastis water jugs.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #013334; line-height: normal;"&gt;Hours: Sat. - Mon., 7:30 a.m. to 6:00 p.m.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana,Arial,Helvetica,Swiss,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px 0px 12px; padding: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana,Arial,Helvetica,Swiss,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36357889-3593293953470298996?l=iwanttogotoparis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iwanttogotoparis.blogspot.com/feeds/3593293953470298996/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36357889&amp;postID=3593293953470298996' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36357889/posts/default/3593293953470298996'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36357889/posts/default/3593293953470298996'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iwanttogotoparis.blogspot.com/2012/01/paris-flea-markets.html' title='Paris Flea Markets'/><author><name>Kasia Koniar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10325234745454939908</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-FL20NVkon8c/TxOGpYDXh5I/AAAAAAAACU4/Tz3_OgsRihQ/s220/kasia_koniar_moda_nextel.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-GW2x6KeByhc/TxOJ7QmTJ3I/AAAAAAAACVk/Sp1h36ev1W4/s72-c/images.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36357889.post-8747166272431921836</id><published>2011-09-25T11:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-25T11:47:13.264-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Paris Auctions</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-7cqojTrC0uM/Tn91-oW4hYI/AAAAAAAABt8/SqozX46AHqs/s1600/3.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-7cqojTrC0uM/Tn91-oW4hYI/AAAAAAAABt8/SqozX46AHqs/s200/3.jpg" width="160" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Auctions have a long , and somewhat dubious history having been recorded as early as 500 B.C.&lt;sup class="reference" id="cite_ref-6"&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Auction#cite_note-6"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/sup&gt; According to Herodotus, in Babylon auctions of women for the purpose of marriage were held annually. It was considered illegal to allow a daughter to be sold outside of the auction method. Later it was the "Spoils of War"such as conquered land and slaves that would be auctioned off, as well as the assets of debtors.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During the end of the 18th century, soon after the French Revolution, auctions came to be held in taverns and cafés to sell art. Such auctions were held daily, and catalogs were printed to announce available items. France technically isn't the birth place of these art and antique auctions &lt;span class="st"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Les Ventes aux Enchères &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;(Sweden is), but their popularity spread like wild fire and today Paris is full of them. Parisians and visitors alike attend on regular basis. Of course, this is just one way of purchasing antiques of all sorts, but non the less a very popular one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Below I list only some of the biggest and most popular ones:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-HxF40djvuic/Tn92IzY-asI/AAAAAAAABuA/q6VwMfHNoy4/s1600/khnopff26.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-HxF40djvuic/Tn92IzY-asI/AAAAAAAABuA/q6VwMfHNoy4/s320/khnopff26.jpg" width="148" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Christie’s&lt;/b&gt;, 9 avenue Matignon, 75008 &lt;span class="spip_surligne"&gt;Paris -&lt;/span&gt; 01 40 76 85 85&lt;br /&gt;http://www.christies.com &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Sotheby’s&lt;/b&gt;, 76 rue du Faubourg Saint Honoré, 75008 &lt;span class="spip_surligne"&gt;Paris&lt;/span&gt; - 01 53 05 53 05&lt;span class="spip_surligne"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="spip_surligne"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.sothebys.com/en/inside/locations-worldwide/paris/overview.html"&gt;http://www.sothebys.com&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="spip_surligne"&gt;Artcurial&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;, 7 rond-point des Champs-Elysées, 75008 Paris&lt;br /&gt;http://www.artcurial.com&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Tajan&lt;/b&gt;, 37 rue des Mathurins - 01 53 30 30 30&lt;br /&gt;http://www.tajan.com&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="vente_adresse"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="vente_adresse"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Drouot ,&lt;/b&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="vente_adresse"&gt;9 rue Drouot, 75009 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="vente_adresse"&gt;Paris&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="vente_adresse"&gt; - &lt;/span&gt;01 53 79 37 29&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;http://www.drouot.com&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Néret-Minet &amp;amp; Tessier&lt;/b&gt;, 8 Rue Saint-Marc, Paris - 01 40 13 07 79&lt;br /&gt;http://www.neret-tessier.com&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Millon et Associes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;, 5 Avenue Eylau, Paris&amp;nbsp;- 01 47 27 95 34&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;http://www.millon-associes.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-zwdiYO6Ei9A/Tn92iiPTX-I/AAAAAAAABuE/kvuLKXlSzVE/s1600/Jan+Toorop.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="165" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-zwdiYO6Ei9A/Tn92iiPTX-I/AAAAAAAABuE/kvuLKXlSzVE/s200/Jan+Toorop.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36357889-8747166272431921836?l=iwanttogotoparis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iwanttogotoparis.blogspot.com/feeds/8747166272431921836/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36357889&amp;postID=8747166272431921836' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36357889/posts/default/8747166272431921836'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36357889/posts/default/8747166272431921836'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iwanttogotoparis.blogspot.com/2011/09/paris-auctions.html' title='Paris Auctions'/><author><name>Kasia Koniar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10325234745454939908</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-FL20NVkon8c/TxOGpYDXh5I/AAAAAAAACU4/Tz3_OgsRihQ/s220/kasia_koniar_moda_nextel.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-7cqojTrC0uM/Tn91-oW4hYI/AAAAAAAABt8/SqozX46AHqs/s72-c/3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36357889.post-7209554967561317144</id><published>2011-09-20T22:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2012-01-15T20:11:02.700-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='su'/><title type='text'>The Decadents, The Symbolists, and The Vampires</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5TO7mUbFYgM/Tnl17u9rijI/AAAAAAAABtw/nWYXybeJf34/s1600/images-1.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5TO7mUbFYgM/Tnl17u9rijI/AAAAAAAABtw/nWYXybeJf34/s200/images-1.jpeg" width="139" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My head is stuck in the past. Lately even more than usual. I have been more or less reading several books at once; &lt;span class="st"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Decadent_movement"&gt;Dreamers of Decadence&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Dracula"&gt;Dracula&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="st"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/The_Vampyre"&gt;The Vampyre&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Symbolism_(arts)"&gt;The&amp;nbsp;Symbolists&lt;/a&gt; and such...&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;All masterpieces in their own right, and all an easy means to time travel.&lt;span class="st"&gt;&lt;i&gt; &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;The recent trip home further justified this drift. European homes and cities are filled with ghosts of the past, antiques, and nostalgia of all sorts.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I decided to devote the next few posts of this blog to antiquarians, flea markets, auction houses and all merchants of memorabilia. Being a hopeless romantic, I have almost entirely devoted my shopping time to scouring antique shops for certain forgotten Victorian objects, and old books I yearn to hold in my possession. In the process, it dawned on me that I have never explored the subject of antiques much in this blog. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So, that's to come soon.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;For now I leave you with this treat from Maxence Cyrin, not really vintage, but a definite treasure&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="280" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/WSTmthceLj8" width="450"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36357889-7209554967561317144?l=iwanttogotoparis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iwanttogotoparis.blogspot.com/feeds/7209554967561317144/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36357889&amp;postID=7209554967561317144' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36357889/posts/default/7209554967561317144'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36357889/posts/default/7209554967561317144'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iwanttogotoparis.blogspot.com/2011/09/decadents-symbolists-and-vampires.html' title='The Decadents, The Symbolists, and The Vampires'/><author><name>Kasia Koniar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10325234745454939908</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-FL20NVkon8c/TxOGpYDXh5I/AAAAAAAACU4/Tz3_OgsRihQ/s220/kasia_koniar_moda_nextel.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5TO7mUbFYgM/Tnl17u9rijI/AAAAAAAABtw/nWYXybeJf34/s72-c/images-1.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36357889.post-6411676258356103187</id><published>2011-07-05T23:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2012-01-15T20:08:37.963-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Carla Bruni at Midnight in Paris</title><content type='html'>I saw &lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/post-create.g?blogID=36357889"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Midnight in Paris&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/a&gt; tonight, and it was perfectly enchanting. So many of my favorite places, so many of my favorite eras, and incredible personas: Toulouse Lautrec, Gaugin, Hemingway, Picasso, Stein, ...Carla Bruni? I still can't get over this woman's multiple lives; a model, lover of many,&amp;nbsp; singer,&amp;nbsp; actress,&amp;nbsp; first lady! Not everything she has done inspires me, but her versatility does inspire me greatly!&lt;br /&gt;I think her best role so far is linked to the release of her first album, which was unfortunately doomed to be soon overplayed, and as the result, BLAH. However, the very first time it was introduced, it sounded incredible; her voice was surprisingly good, the melodies astoundingly personal, and the lyrics,&amp;nbsp; well that was just a total shocker. Was she really writing these incredible words? For some reason when I left the cinema tonight&amp;nbsp; &lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;i&gt;Quelqu’un m’a dit" &lt;/i&gt;the big hit from a few years ago kept playing in my head. Funny. I mean it's not even in the movie. The film was perfectly amusing, and she did look beautiful in the brief cameo and all (though rumor has it, she was a pill to direct), but that song, though not related,&amp;nbsp; evoked something of the film actually, a certain sentimentality. I just couldn't get it out of my head. So here is the song and the translation - which is never as good as the real thing, but it roughly gets the point across. Voila.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="posttitle"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="250" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/XvyMG0z0FZY" width="450"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;     &lt;br /&gt;&lt;h2 style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Quelqu’un m’a dit &lt;/i&gt;(Carla Bruni) –&amp;nbsp;translation&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h2&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="entry"&gt;I’m told that our lives aren’t worth much,&lt;br /&gt;They pass like an instant, like wilting roses.&lt;br /&gt;I’m told that time slipping by is a bastard&lt;br /&gt;Making its coat of our sorrows.&lt;br /&gt;Yet someone told me…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;That you still loved me&lt;br /&gt;Someone told me…&lt;br /&gt;That you still loved me.&lt;br /&gt;Well ? Could that be possible?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’m told that fate makes fun of us,&lt;br /&gt;That it gives us nothing and promises everything,&lt;br /&gt;When happiness seems to be within our reach,&lt;br /&gt;We reach out and find ourselves like fools.&lt;br /&gt;Yet someone told me… &lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;That you still loved me&lt;br /&gt;Someone told me…&lt;br /&gt;That you still loved me.&lt;br /&gt;Well ? Could that be possible?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Well ? Could that be possible?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So who said that you still loved me?&lt;br /&gt;I don’t remember any more, it was late at night,&lt;br /&gt;I can still hear the voice, but I can no longer see the face,&lt;br /&gt;“He loves you, it’s secret, don’t tell him I told you.”&lt;br /&gt;You see, someone told me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;That you still loved me&lt;br /&gt;Did someone really tell me?&lt;br /&gt;That you still loved me&lt;br /&gt;Well, could that be possible?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’m told that our lives aren’t worth much,&lt;br /&gt;Passing in an instant, like wilting roses,&lt;br /&gt;I’m told that time slipping by is a bastard,&lt;br /&gt;Making its coat of our sadnesses.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;That you still loved me&lt;br /&gt;Someone told me…&lt;br /&gt;That you still loved me.&lt;br /&gt;Well ? Could that be possible?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36357889-6411676258356103187?l=iwanttogotoparis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iwanttogotoparis.blogspot.com/feeds/6411676258356103187/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36357889&amp;postID=6411676258356103187' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36357889/posts/default/6411676258356103187'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36357889/posts/default/6411676258356103187'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iwanttogotoparis.blogspot.com/2011/07/carla-bruni-at-midnight-in-paris.html' title='Carla Bruni at Midnight in Paris'/><author><name>Kasia Koniar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10325234745454939908</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-FL20NVkon8c/TxOGpYDXh5I/AAAAAAAACU4/Tz3_OgsRihQ/s220/kasia_koniar_moda_nextel.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/XvyMG0z0FZY/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36357889.post-2795230716386143361</id><published>2011-06-18T22:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-21T22:09:16.870-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Paris Thrift Stores</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-hYlxN7BxfkI/Tfri_V3XMQI/AAAAAAAABHo/owd7ZczjNBU/s1600/01.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="239" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-hYlxN7BxfkI/Tfri_V3XMQI/AAAAAAAABHo/owd7ZczjNBU/s320/01.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;i&gt;See, the sea wants to take me. The knife wants to slit me. Do you think you can help me?&lt;/i&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;Who else, but The Smiths, can so effortlessly and lucidly send blows straight to the heart? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;"If you're so very entertaining then why are you on your own tonight? If you're so very good looking why do you sleep alone tonight?&lt;/i&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These are all legitimate questions! Ha! I guess being alone is not always a bad thing. We all enjoy it...sometimes. I mean, occasionally, I like being completely antisocial and selfish. I like wondering the streets of Paris (or any big city for that matter) all by myself, taking it all in. I don't like to share then. It's as if the city belongs to me. This sort of "alone" is fine. It's periodic, and refreshing. But if the Smiths are in the mix, wine is pouring, and the mood is pensive, it's probably best not to wander too far! This may be more serious. And a specific form of distraction may be needed. Something that can be enjoyed solo, and is only mildly, or not at all destructive!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My favorite places to visit, and lift the mood when I am in such a state (though any state is good), are the many wonderful thrift stores of Paris. You never know what or whom you may find. You don't need an entourage. You can be reckless and you won't go bankrupt, and it's been proven that impulse purchases are fantastic dopamine boosters! You'll also be distracted by the mounds of colorful retro goods, and disco, afrobeat, or funk music! Well, as least at &lt;i&gt;Free P Star&lt;/i&gt; you will. I guess there are many echelon's of thrift stores; some, like &lt;i&gt;Didier Ludot&lt;/i&gt;, are really high-end - so there probably won't be any disco playing, but most are definitely irreverent! I also like the late hours of operations at &lt;i&gt;Free P&lt;/i&gt;. So if it's near midnight and you just then feel like you need to venture out by your lonesome, and purchase some cool antique bloomers, or glasses, or what not, it is still totally possible. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In any case, whether you're solo or accompanied, here are my favorite thrift stores of Gay Paris!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Free ‘P’ Star&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;8 rue Ste Croix la Bretonnerie&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Absolutely THE BEST and unparalleled. It's total mayhem, kind of smells like thrift,&amp;nbsp; the loudest, most crowded and disorganized. BUT the atmosphere is fun, the mess is liberating, the selection is wide, and the crowd entertaining. The owners clearly have an eye for the trends, so you’re bound to find some true treasures. Going in, you’ll come across the €5 bins and some great dresses, but don’t miss the little winding staircase to the lower floor for a ton of inexpensive leather and great blazers. There is also that weird mini mezzanine you have to climb to, and a strange tiny yet walk-in closet packed with wonders! Get lost. Enjoy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Noon-11pm Mon-Sat,&amp;nbsp; 2-10pm Sun.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Kiliwatch&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;64 Rue Tiquetonne, (+33-1-42-21-17-37)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remember when this was mostly vintage...back in the day. Now it's well known spot, a pearl!&lt;br /&gt;They have a great eye for unique pieces so you'll find&amp;nbsp; a mix of hottest trends in both, brand new, and vintage categories. The store is known for being the place to find it all, and despite the fact that the it's become more commercialized over the years, you'll still find great vintage buys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;9am-6pm Mon-Sat &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Frip’ Irium&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;1 Rue de la Verrerie&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Frip’ Irium&lt;/i&gt; is possibly related to &lt;i&gt;Free P Star&lt;/i&gt; - they may or may not be distant cousins. The resemblance is vague, but undeniable. This shop is fairly small but more organized than its relative, with some cool shoes, vests and jackets to be found. The leather jackets cost a bit more at €50-70 on average.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="black_14px_inline"&gt;La Belle Epoque&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;La Belle Epoque, 10 rue de Poitou, 3rd (+33-6-80-77-71-32). Métro St Sébastien Froissart.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the shop you’ll find everything from the blue velvet Grace Jones ensemble by Yves Saint Laurent to a selection of inexpensive ’70s shirts and fake fur coats.&lt;i&gt; &lt;/i&gt;Ex-model and theatrical costumier Philippe is always happy to share her expertise about the many joys of vintage. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;1.30-6.30pm &lt;/i&gt;&lt;i&gt;Tue-Sat&lt;/i&gt;&lt;i&gt;.&lt;/i&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="black_14px_inline"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="black_14px_inline"&gt;Rag &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Rag, 83-85 rue St-Martin, 4th (+33-1-48-87-34-64). Métro Rambuteau.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My friend Aldo works there so I always have to stop by. This is a two part deal. One half of Rag focuses on more casual getup like pilots’ navy jumpers and 1970s shirts at €15, colorful puffer jackets and ’70s heels; the other side is more chic and may yield a vintage Hermès scarf, 1960s Paco Rabanne dress or Gucci accessory. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;10am-8pm &lt;/i&gt;&lt;i&gt;Mon-Sat&lt;/i&gt;&lt;i&gt;, noon-8pm Sun.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Le Verger du Prince&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;33 Rue de Sicile&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Make sure to venture inside as there is a whole back room of cheaply priced leather jackets that is worth checking out. You can get one for €25. The front room has a good selection of accessories, tops, and dresses. The €5 bin is not always the best and may be almost entirely filled with old, ugly cotton t-shirts. Don't pay attention to the bin. Ignore it and focus on the leather!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Coiffeur Vintage&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;32 Rue de Rosiers&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Smallish but good. This is actually accessory heaven: they have countless cool belts and a good assortment of unique shoes. This one is in the Jewish part of the Marais district ; so make sure to grab a strudel, or a falafel while you're at it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;A.P.C. Surplus&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;4 Rue de Fleurus&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This store has a smaller selection and the jeans are no bargain at all. Great preppy basics though, but not cheap. Not really a thrift shop in the end, more of a discount store.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Didier Ludot&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;20-24 galerie de Montpensier, 1st (+33 1 42 96 06 56&amp;nbsp; &lt;a href="http://www.timeout.com/external_link/?http://www.didierludot.com" target="_blank"&gt;www.didierludot.com&lt;/a&gt;). &lt;/i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The legendary dealer &lt;i&gt;&lt;b style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;Didier Ludot&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt; has a couple of incredible antique couture shops near the Palais Royal. While riffling through the museum-quality fashions (everything from Dior, Chanel, or Givenchy couture to early YSL) you might discover an Art Deco evening clutch with a bamboo closure.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; This place isn't cheap, but neither are the clothes.&lt;b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;i&gt; 10.30am-7pm &lt;/i&gt;&lt;i&gt; Mon-Sat&lt;/i&gt;&lt;i&gt;.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="black_14px_inline"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Scarlett&lt;/b&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;10 Rue-Clément Marot, Eighth Arr. (+ 33-1-56-89-03-00)&lt;/i&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Situated just off the Avenue Montaigne. This place is a must see, even though it is small and cluttered. The impressive stock includes items like antique trunks or tweed Chanel Sac Chine. Elegant? Yes, but not cheap!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Les Trois Marches de Catherine B&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;1 Rue Guisarde, Sixth Arr. (+33-1-43-54-74-18)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the Left Bank, the more prissy and well-organized  &lt;i&gt;Les Trois Marches de Catherine B&lt;/i&gt; has been selling vintage purses for over 15 years. It's all about being &lt;i&gt;"presentable&lt;/i&gt;," the owners claim. We're on the left bank let's not forget. So the pieces are in fact, impeccable, and mostly in mint condition.&amp;nbsp;                                                          &lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36357889-2795230716386143361?l=iwanttogotoparis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iwanttogotoparis.blogspot.com/feeds/2795230716386143361/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36357889&amp;postID=2795230716386143361' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36357889/posts/default/2795230716386143361'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36357889/posts/default/2795230716386143361'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iwanttogotoparis.blogspot.com/2011/06/paris-thrift-stores.html' title='Paris Thrift Stores'/><author><name>Kasia Koniar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10325234745454939908</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-FL20NVkon8c/TxOGpYDXh5I/AAAAAAAACU4/Tz3_OgsRihQ/s220/kasia_koniar_moda_nextel.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-hYlxN7BxfkI/Tfri_V3XMQI/AAAAAAAABHo/owd7ZczjNBU/s72-c/01.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36357889.post-4936551846051486438</id><published>2011-05-08T06:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2012-01-15T21:55:11.030-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The New Sound of Paris: from Jamaica to Phoenix</title><content type='html'>I've been listening to "&lt;i&gt;Short and Entertaining&lt;/i&gt;" on repeat for at least two days now, all the while trying to think of a way to integrate it into the blog. I felt it might be a stretch, until of course I started reading about the band, and found out that &lt;a href="http://thedumbingofamerica.net/2010/05/12/your-new-favorite-band-jamaica/"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Jamaica&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/a&gt; is a Parisian act. I thought I could hear it slightly in the sound, but I was fooled by the English vocals, the Jamaican name, and the logo reminiscent of Polish&amp;nbsp; &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Solidarity_%28Polish_trade_union%29"&gt;Solidarnosc&lt;/a&gt; font from the 80's.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Justice_%28French_band%29"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Justice&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Surkin"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Surkin&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;i&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Daft_Punk"&gt;Daft Punk&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/i&gt;, &lt;i&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/M83_%28band%29"&gt;M83&lt;/a&gt;,&lt;/i&gt; &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Phoenix_%28band%29"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Phoenix&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Sebastian_Tellier"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Sebastian Tellier&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/a&gt; and of course even &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Uffie"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Uffie&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/a&gt; - who is Parisian only by adoption, but still in my mind belongs to Paris - I've actually have been wanting to write about the "new" sound coming out of the French capital for a while now.&lt;br /&gt;I never was a huge fan &lt;i&gt;of Phoenix&lt;/i&gt; because personally I find they sound a tad too commercial and fruity, but I always loved &lt;i&gt;Tellier&lt;/i&gt;, &lt;i&gt;M83&lt;/i&gt;, and the big electro sounds of &lt;i&gt;Justice&lt;/i&gt; and &lt;i&gt;Daft Punk&lt;/i&gt;. So, I was pleasantly surprised to learn that the members of the latter two bands are producers of &lt;i&gt;Jamaica&lt;/i&gt;. Makes sense. I can hear how they all influence one another. Jamaica's kinda like Phoenix but better, grittier. And of course, it's a whole country, not just an arid city.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The funny thing about all of these acts is that today their music defines the sound of Paris, and yet it is such a hodgepodge of references and influences. the English vocals for &lt;i&gt;Phoenix&lt;/i&gt;, &lt;i&gt;Jamaica&lt;/i&gt; and even &lt;i&gt;M83&lt;/i&gt; set them apart from previous French bands who have often been highly influenced by American pop culture, but tried remaining French, and stuck to singing in their language. Also, the new bands openly use references that are purely American in nature, like the bikers/rockers in "&lt;i&gt;Short and Entertaining&lt;/i&gt;", or they espouse international cues. It would seem that the music scene in France is clearly affected by globalization, but all those pop influence are no longer taken at face value as in the past, or merely borrowed, they are now owned and mixed with a highly European electro sound, and other odd trimming, to create something unique and new. I'm a fan! The infectious hooks and melodies, the highly intriguing lyrics,&amp;nbsp; and awesome video&amp;nbsp; have me wanting to dance, like constantly! Check out this perfect Sunday morning treat; here is &lt;i&gt;Short and Entertaining&lt;/i&gt; by &lt;i&gt;Jamaica&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="250" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/tROIbAtLjiM" width="450"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36357889-4936551846051486438?l=iwanttogotoparis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iwanttogotoparis.blogspot.com/feeds/4936551846051486438/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36357889&amp;postID=4936551846051486438' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36357889/posts/default/4936551846051486438'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36357889/posts/default/4936551846051486438'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iwanttogotoparis.blogspot.com/2011/05/new-sound-of-paris.html' title='The New Sound of Paris: from Jamaica to Phoenix'/><author><name>Kasia Koniar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10325234745454939908</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-FL20NVkon8c/TxOGpYDXh5I/AAAAAAAACU4/Tz3_OgsRihQ/s220/kasia_koniar_moda_nextel.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/tROIbAtLjiM/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36357889.post-7055290300513339849</id><published>2011-04-25T22:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2012-01-15T22:00:05.366-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Best of Parisian Movie Theaters</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="350" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/saG7EELIfMM" title="YouTube video player" width="420"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Elevator to the Gallows&lt;/i&gt;, one of the very best Film Noir, like EVER, with the original soundtrack by Miles Davis. So good, that if I had to choose, I'd take the album to a deserted island. It just doesn't get better than this. Moody sounds, devastating beauties, brooding criminals, and most importantly breathtaking views of Paris. Yes, cinema loves Paris and Paris loves its cinema.&lt;/div&gt;How lucky am I to have studied film in this iconic city? I remember how impatiently I'd await in class till the lights went off, to discover the new cinematic treasure on the menu that day. From Truffaut, to Godard, Pialat, Varda, Rohmer, Malle, Tati, to Jeunet, and that's just for the Frenchie films...but that's not the point here. The point is that as much as I love French movies, and movies in general, I love watching them in the right atmosphere. And as much as Paris has always been the perfect setting for movies, its cinematic culture and legacy are immeasurable. There are of course tons of movie theaters all over the city, but some are better than others:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/goog_727953580"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Cin%C3%A9math%C3%A8que_Fran%C3%A7aise"&gt;La Cinémathèque Francaise&lt;/a&gt; THE institution in the Paris film world. The brainchild of Henri Langlois, and the cradle of Nouvelle Vague. As a matter of fact, much of &lt;i&gt;The Dreamers&lt;/i&gt; is centered around the Cinémathèque. The 70-year-old film center recently changed locations from the cramped quarters in Northeastern Paris into a modern left-bank building designed by American architect Frank Gehry. La Cinémathèque has shown over 40,000 films in the course of its history, and boasts an impressive archive. But than again, if you are truly into film, you already know everything about this place! Right?&lt;br /&gt;La Cinémathèque française&lt;br /&gt;51, rue de Bercy&lt;br /&gt;75012 PARIS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.fodors.com/world/europe/france/paris/review-113883.html"&gt;La Pagode&lt;/a&gt; is one of the city's most sumptuous theaters. Located in the heart of the 7th arrondissement, and housed in a 19th-century building whose style mimics a Chinese pagoda.&lt;br /&gt;Inside, a cool green terrace for tea and an unforgettably magical interior.&lt;br /&gt;This was my choice for the viewing of Wong Kar Wai's 2046. Themed and perfect!&lt;br /&gt;La Pagode&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span itemprop="address" itemscope="" itemtype="http://data-vocabulary.org/Address"&gt;57 rue de Babylone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span itemprop="address" itemscope="" itemtype="http://data-vocabulary.org/Address"&gt;75007&lt;/span&gt; PARIS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.lechampo.com/"&gt;Le Champo&lt;/a&gt; built in 1938, Le Champo is one of the Latin Quarter's preferred spots. The cinema, a favorite among students at the Sorbonne just a block away, has hosted premieres for French directors like Marcel Carné and Jacques Tati.The Champo is well-known for its memorable retrospectives. It has programmed hommages to Woody Allen, Nouvelle Vague cinema of the 60's, Tim Burton, Claude Chabrol, and Stanley Kubrick.&lt;br /&gt;Le Champo&lt;br /&gt;51 Rue des Ecoles&lt;br /&gt;75005 PARIS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://goparis.about.com/od/picturesofparis/ig/Latin-Quarter-Gallery/Pantheon.htm"&gt;Le Reflet Medicis&lt;/a&gt; right next door to the Champo on the famed Rue Champollion. The venue is broken into three distinct theaters with separate programming. Le Reflet draws crowds for its film noir revivals and its focus on some of the best independent cinema from around the world today. Original-version films in English are shown frequently here.&lt;br /&gt;Le Reflet Medicis&lt;span class="street-address"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="street-address"&gt;3 rue Champollion&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="postal-code"&gt;75005&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="locality"&gt;Paris&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://unlockparis.blogspot.com/2010/09/mk2-quai-de-seine-quai-de-loire.html"&gt;Mk2 Quai de Seine and Mk2 Quai de Loire&amp;nbsp; &lt;/a&gt;are the uber modern sister cinemas that face each other across a canal known as the Bassin de la Villette in Northeastern Paris. &lt;br /&gt;The theaters have been credited to a cultural revival in the formerly seedy 19th district. &lt;br /&gt;Tons of cinematic choices in comfy modern spaces. Actually, that's where I wept to Michel Gondry's &lt;i&gt;Eternal Sunshine of the Spotless Mind, &lt;/i&gt;conveniently disguised by the darkness of the theater. But if you're lucky enough to pick a happier film, and are in the mood for adventure, with your movie ticket, you can be shuttled in a tiny white boat across the canal. &lt;br /&gt;Mk2&lt;br /&gt;7 Quai de Loire and 14 Quai de Seine&lt;br /&gt;75019 PARIS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and yes, most of these places show movies in English (with French subtitles), but you should always check before going so you're not surprised by the unfortunate invention called dubbing!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36357889-7055290300513339849?l=iwanttogotoparis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iwanttogotoparis.blogspot.com/feeds/7055290300513339849/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36357889&amp;postID=7055290300513339849' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36357889/posts/default/7055290300513339849'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36357889/posts/default/7055290300513339849'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iwanttogotoparis.blogspot.com/2011/04/best-of-parisian-movie-theaters.html' title='Best of Parisian Movie Theaters'/><author><name>Kasia Koniar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10325234745454939908</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-FL20NVkon8c/TxOGpYDXh5I/AAAAAAAACU4/Tz3_OgsRihQ/s220/kasia_koniar_moda_nextel.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/saG7EELIfMM/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36357889.post-3895649925587907154</id><published>2011-04-17T13:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-17T21:43:39.967-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Nostalgic Spring and Summer Tour of Paris</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-RkMdzht1t8I/TapvHotPSII/AAAAAAAABCc/EqerV2qO8KY/s1600/39813_428116684207_641144207_4862039_1722636_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-RkMdzht1t8I/TapvHotPSII/AAAAAAAABCc/EqerV2qO8KY/s200/39813_428116684207_641144207_4862039_1722636_n.jpg" width="165" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While looking through old photos I found these two, and realized that one is from my very first summer visit to Paris, when I was but a teen,&amp;nbsp; and the other from my last summer there. I got a bit nostalgic thinking of all the places, and people, and all those years I lived there in between. Summers in Paris are always amazing, regardless the tourists and the pollution. The city makes such a successful effort at offering amazing and free distractions from &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/F%C3%AAte_de_la_Musique"&gt;Fête de la Musique&lt;/a&gt;, to &lt;a href="http://en.parisinfo.com/show-exhibition/1348565/paris-plages"&gt;Paris Plage&lt;/a&gt;, to Jazz festivals and open-air cinema at &lt;a href="http://goparis.about.com/od/parismovietheaters/a/cinemalavillette.htm"&gt;La Villette&lt;/a&gt;. I love the crowded cefes and terraces in &lt;i&gt;Le Marais&lt;/i&gt;, &lt;i&gt;Montmartre&lt;/i&gt;, or &lt;i&gt;Quartier Latin, Oberkampf&lt;/i&gt;, or the &lt;i&gt;Canal St Martin&lt;/i&gt;...oooh, even better, &lt;i&gt;rue Montorgueil&lt;/i&gt; and &lt;i&gt;rue Tiquetonne.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ice cream is best on &lt;i&gt;Ile St Louis&lt;/i&gt;, and crowd watching, from one of the bridges. Shopping is cool on &lt;i&gt;rue&lt;/i&gt; &lt;i&gt;des Francs Bourgeois&lt;/i&gt;, &lt;i&gt;rue de Sevres&lt;/i&gt; and&lt;i&gt; rue Montorgueil&lt;/i&gt;, but my very favorite place in the summer is &lt;a href="http://maps.google.com/maps?q=rue+des+rosiers&amp;amp;oe=utf-8&amp;amp;rls=org.mozilla:en-US:official&amp;amp;client=firefox-a&amp;amp;um=1&amp;amp;ie=UTF-8&amp;amp;sa=N&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;tab=wl"&gt;Place des Vosges&lt;/a&gt; for a picnic, and then an apero somewhere on &lt;i&gt;rue Vieille du Temple&lt;/i&gt; or &lt;i&gt;rue du Tresor&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So many places and things to do, I could go on forever, so instead I will leave one precise&amp;nbsp; recommendation for a summer escape. Hop on the RER train, and 45 minutes later you can be riding a rented bike in the &lt;a href="http://whc.unesco.org/en/list/83"&gt;Versailles gardens&lt;/a&gt; by the stunning chateau. An incredibly beautiful and relaxing way of spending a spring or summer day. Especially for those who need to get away from the busy city!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-4jhk16d6B3c/TapwX4uGwlI/AAAAAAAABCg/mgm4FUJcdSA/s1600/kasia+in+paris+copie.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="169" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-4jhk16d6B3c/TapwX4uGwlI/AAAAAAAABCg/mgm4FUJcdSA/s200/kasia+in+paris+copie.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36357889-3895649925587907154?l=iwanttogotoparis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iwanttogotoparis.blogspot.com/feeds/3895649925587907154/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36357889&amp;postID=3895649925587907154' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36357889/posts/default/3895649925587907154'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36357889/posts/default/3895649925587907154'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iwanttogotoparis.blogspot.com/2011/04/nostalgic-spring-and-summer-tour-of.html' title='Nostalgic Spring and Summer Tour of Paris'/><author><name>Kasia Koniar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10325234745454939908</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-FL20NVkon8c/TxOGpYDXh5I/AAAAAAAACU4/Tz3_OgsRihQ/s220/kasia_koniar_moda_nextel.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-RkMdzht1t8I/TapvHotPSII/AAAAAAAABCc/EqerV2qO8KY/s72-c/39813_428116684207_641144207_4862039_1722636_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36357889.post-5353994081145341651</id><published>2011-04-02T01:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-02T01:17:00.603-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday Serge Gainsbourg</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-EecE97ifmNY/TZE83P5wDjI/AAAAAAAABCA/E72q2r6W0mQ/s1600/gainsbourg_serge.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-EecE97ifmNY/TZE83P5wDjI/AAAAAAAABCA/E72q2r6W0mQ/s200/gainsbourg_serge.jpg" width="160" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you are in Paris today, you will notice that TV and radio are innundated with &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Serge_Gainsbourg"&gt;Serge Gainsbourg&lt;/a&gt;. That's because today is his birthday, and I get to share it with him! He is one of the most prolific figures, not only musically, but culturally, and has marked generations in France and the rest of the world. His daughter Charlotte, while making her own mark, also apparently continues his legacy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In &lt;a href="http://www.vanityfair.com/culture/features/2007/11/gainsbourg200711"&gt;this Vanity Fair article&lt;/a&gt;, we learn that his house at&amp;nbsp;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #222222; font-family: georgia, 'times new roman', times, serif; font-size: 15px; line-height: 24px;"&gt;5 bis Rue de Verneuil&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;remains exactly as it was on the day of his death in 1991, thanks to Charlotte, who is now thinking of turning it into a Gainsbourg museum. I really hope she does. If you know Gainsbourg, you know what I mean. If you don't, you should! He is an integral part of French and Parisian culture as is good wine, Coco Chanel, or obnoxious waiters. But he is not just that. Gainsbourg was a revolutionary, a provocateur, a talent spanning all genres of music, and a self-destructive, somberly seductive character worth knowing.&lt;br /&gt;A semi- successful movie about his life and demons was released in 2010; &lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/title/tt1329457/"&gt;Gainsbourg Vie Heroique&lt;/a&gt; featuring an impressive cast of Parisian darlings. Of course nothing beats learning about Gainsbourg by listening to his music, but if you only have two hours, the movie works as Cliff's Notes would for the likes of Zola or Hugo. This way at least you won't look like an ignorant bumpkin at your next Frenchy house party.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And here is my very favorite song by this timeless virtuoso, with it's provocative lyrics, raw energy, sensual rythm, and always in Gainsbourg's style, oozing with sexuality.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="margin: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object data="http://www.youtube.com/v/6UnP7yFPuBE" style="height: 366px; width: 450px;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt; &lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/6UnP7yFPuBE" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-size: 0.8em;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.tools4noobs.com/online_tools/youtube_xhtml/"&gt;Get your own valid XHTML YouTube embed code&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36357889-5353994081145341651?l=iwanttogotoparis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iwanttogotoparis.blogspot.com/feeds/5353994081145341651/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36357889&amp;postID=5353994081145341651' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36357889/posts/default/5353994081145341651'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36357889/posts/default/5353994081145341651'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iwanttogotoparis.blogspot.com/2011/04/happy-birthday-serge-gainsbourg.html' title='Happy Birthday Serge Gainsbourg'/><author><name>Kasia Koniar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10325234745454939908</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-FL20NVkon8c/TxOGpYDXh5I/AAAAAAAACU4/Tz3_OgsRihQ/s220/kasia_koniar_moda_nextel.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-EecE97ifmNY/TZE83P5wDjI/AAAAAAAABCA/E72q2r6W0mQ/s72-c/gainsbourg_serge.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36357889.post-4843971432014794889</id><published>2011-03-28T18:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-28T18:24:10.412-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Remembrance of Things Past - The Proust Paris Tour</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-eJmR3ykjUcs/TZEzqPkiitI/AAAAAAAABB0/dkjJnI-_DCM/s1600/mam+w+paryzu+3+-+small2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-eJmR3ykjUcs/TZEzqPkiitI/AAAAAAAABB0/dkjJnI-_DCM/s200/mam+w+paryzu+3+-+small2.jpg" width="148" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;i&gt;Youth is wasted on the young,&lt;/i&gt; said an old friend of mine. I wish I believed him. You are young and then one day you are not. Youth is innocence. Though innocence can be lost at any age I assume. Holding on to some part of it is like holding on to a lifeline. On another hand, Proust said "True paradise, is the one we've lost". I must be in paradise than!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-z-DAxvKodMY/TZEzqiucG4I/AAAAAAAABB4/qbOUDY0tEFs/s1600/mama+w+paryzu+1.2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="146" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-z-DAxvKodMY/TZEzqiucG4I/AAAAAAAABB4/qbOUDY0tEFs/s200/mama+w+paryzu+1.2.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;If like me, you too are &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/In_Search_of_Lost_Time"&gt;&lt;i&gt;In Search Of Lost Time&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/a&gt;, and perhaps in search of some part of Proust himself, than I will share a little find I have discovered recently. Kind of a cool concept actually, if you are part nerd, and part adventurer. So,&amp;nbsp; there are tours "by the book" where you can follow your favorite authors' lives and works while visiting the city. Now, I wouldn't advise signing up for &lt;a href="http://www.poshnosh.com/tbtb/paris-proust.html"&gt;this particular tour&lt;/a&gt;, unless you are a woman on a mission and over 50 - as this seems to be the focus - no offense of course. But I will assume some Proust fans are young-ish.&amp;nbsp; So &lt;a href="http://www.nysoclib.org/travels/proust.html"&gt;this&lt;/a&gt; site makes it a bit easier, and is more all-encompassing. The five walking tours presented reflect the circularity of Proust's existence and of his novel's design. They also provide a wonderful way of discovering the Paris.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="float: left; margin-right: 1em; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Hp-DbiVGSeA/TZEzrBmSO9I/AAAAAAAABB8/-F7a_IHSkWA/s1600/mama+w+paryzu+4.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="149" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Hp-DbiVGSeA/TZEzrBmSO9I/AAAAAAAABB8/-F7a_IHSkWA/s200/mama+w+paryzu+4.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.nysoclib.org/travels/proust.html"&gt;http://www.nysoclib.org&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought these nostalgic images from my mom's student years in Paris would be appropriate for the theme of this blog!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36357889-4843971432014794889?l=iwanttogotoparis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iwanttogotoparis.blogspot.com/feeds/4843971432014794889/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36357889&amp;postID=4843971432014794889' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36357889/posts/default/4843971432014794889'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36357889/posts/default/4843971432014794889'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iwanttogotoparis.blogspot.com/2011/03/remembrance-of-things-past-proust-paris.html' title='Remembrance of Things Past - The Proust Paris Tour'/><author><name>Kasia Koniar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10325234745454939908</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-FL20NVkon8c/TxOGpYDXh5I/AAAAAAAACU4/Tz3_OgsRihQ/s220/kasia_koniar_moda_nextel.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-eJmR3ykjUcs/TZEzqPkiitI/AAAAAAAABB0/dkjJnI-_DCM/s72-c/mam+w+paryzu+3+-+small2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36357889.post-6714178728143766341</id><published>2011-03-26T15:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-26T15:06:37.866-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Stuff Parisians Like</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-D-xt5M7Ywbg/TY5issKNtEI/AAAAAAAABBg/HvH7ouBO0lM/s1600/22.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-D-xt5M7Ywbg/TY5issKNtEI/AAAAAAAABBg/HvH7ouBO0lM/s200/22.jpg" width="123" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When one of the marketing tools of a wine bar is hiring the chef from &lt;i&gt;Top Chef France&lt;/i&gt;, Tiffany Depardieu, I'm thinking Yuck! The mere thought of &lt;i&gt;Top Chef France&lt;/i&gt; is scary in principle. Globalization stops at nothing! The show is of course airing at my former place of employment, the young and "hip" French&amp;nbsp; channel M6. In reality it is a French MTV rip off, with much bad reality TV and even worst music - for the most part. I'm thinking, that this place has got to be for Parisians who desperately want to be Americans, catering to Americans, who want to be Parisians. This can't be good. I can smell the marketing plan from afar!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;The wine bar in question &lt;a href="http://www.o-chateau.com/"&gt;Ô Chateau&lt;/a&gt; is located in a historical building tucked in a tiny street near the Louvre (more tourist alerts). There are 40 wines by the glass and 400 by the bottle including some of the biggest labels in France. The chef (again, of &lt;i&gt;Top Chef France&lt;/i&gt;) has created a menu around elements of French terroir. Skeptically, I review the pages of the website, reading up on this Americanized French wine tasting spot, but the more I read, the more I am drawn in. The &lt;i&gt;about&lt;/i&gt; page, though pretty long, is really funny. I end up reading the whole thing cracking up alone to the humor. I end up finding out that the author, is the owner of this wine bar, and his blog - &lt;a href="http://www.o-chateau.com/stuff-parisians-like"&gt;Stuff Parisians Like&lt;/a&gt; - filled with irreverent jokes, draws so much attention, that it is now a best selling book “&lt;a href="http://www.o-chateau.com/about-us/dessine-moi-un-parisien-by-olivier-magny/NY-Dessine-moi-un-Parisien.html#/0" target="_blank" title="First pages of Dessine-moi un Parisien"&gt;Dessine-Moi un Parisien&lt;/a&gt;“.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, the owner, Olivier Magny,&amp;nbsp; has smartly positioned himself for a global public, using tools that will appeal to both the French and American public. His media links surely help him shamelessly promote his brand. And even though, at first glance all these tactics remind me of some sterile bands like Starbucks, which void of character, are all about commerce, and over all are a total turn off, but the vibe I get here is definitely a fun one. I was swayed and thought it was worth exploring. At the very least, it's an entertaining read!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;68 rue Jean-Jacques Rousseau. Near Etienne Marcel.&lt;/i&gt; &lt;i&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;01.44.73.97.80&lt;/i&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.o-chateau.com/"&gt;www.o-chateau.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36357889-6714178728143766341?l=iwanttogotoparis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iwanttogotoparis.blogspot.com/feeds/6714178728143766341/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36357889&amp;postID=6714178728143766341' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36357889/posts/default/6714178728143766341'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36357889/posts/default/6714178728143766341'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iwanttogotoparis.blogspot.com/2011/03/stuff-parisians-like.html' title='Stuff Parisians Like'/><author><name>Kasia Koniar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10325234745454939908</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-FL20NVkon8c/TxOGpYDXh5I/AAAAAAAACU4/Tz3_OgsRihQ/s220/kasia_koniar_moda_nextel.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-D-xt5M7Ywbg/TY5issKNtEI/AAAAAAAABBg/HvH7ouBO0lM/s72-c/22.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36357889.post-5933554826503467706</id><published>2011-03-21T19:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-21T19:16:39.017-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hermès Museum</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-m9ma_n1iUxs/TYgDJCcS8TI/AAAAAAAABBU/8Z4ET0nm_gc/s1600/1300129175523.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-m9ma_n1iUxs/TYgDJCcS8TI/AAAAAAAABBU/8Z4ET0nm_gc/s200/1300129175523.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-npN_u_Tk9zY/TYgDUiGEr8I/AAAAAAAABBY/NKK71mcT2sI/s1600/1300129329785.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-npN_u_Tk9zY/TYgDUiGEr8I/AAAAAAAABBY/NKK71mcT2sI/s200/1300129329785.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Recently I stumbled upon a little treasure of an event. Hermès organized a traveling &lt;i&gt;Festival Des Métiers&lt;/i&gt;: &lt;i&gt;A Rendez-Vous with Hermès Craftsmen&lt;/i&gt;. I witnessed artisans working the leather for purses and saddles, diamonds being set, and most importantly, the meticulous work that goes into creating each scarf, sometimes taking thousands of hours. I was so fortunate to stumble upon this expo. I knew some of my aquaintences visited the ateliers in Paris, but I wondered if there was something ongoing (like this expo) and open to the curious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I found out that there is a museum. The downside; it is not open to the general public! However the secrecy and exclusivity surrounding the establishment makes it only more appealing. You either have to be invited, or write a letter to the manager and request a visit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-GluWF9oMeP8/TYgCUu-ohuI/AAAAAAAABBE/foubQoKT3zM/s1600/1300128786527.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-GluWF9oMeP8/TYgCUu-ohuI/AAAAAAAABBE/foubQoKT3zM/s200/1300128786527.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;According to this article &lt;a href="http://www.architecturaldigest.com/resources/travels/archive/adtravels_article_092005"&gt;www.architecturaldigest.com&lt;/a&gt; among countless objects, "is a great 19th-century statesman’s traveling case, complete with ivory- handled razors and silver drinking vessels; there, a beautifully decorated rocking horse, a Russian coachman’s velvet hat, an empress’s embroidered saddle, a lady’s ancient but well-preserved purse, now containing only the dust and poetry of the past." And that's just a little preview. The private collection seems to be vast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am highly tempted to pull out my old fountain pen,&amp;nbsp; and my best stationary, to begin writing this request letter. However, another source sates that this hidden museum was closed for remodeling, and whether it is reopened remains a mystery. Something to look into and post about very soon!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-PvbVKiztv6o/TYgC1e4lb2I/AAAAAAAABBM/SQG8iqvLUNs/s1600/1300129069442.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-PvbVKiztv6o/TYgC1e4lb2I/AAAAAAAABBM/SQG8iqvLUNs/s200/1300129069442.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The museum is apparently located on the, 2nd floor of&lt;br /&gt;24 Rue du Faubourg Saint-Honoré&lt;br /&gt;75008 Paris, France&lt;br /&gt;01 40 17 47 17&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36357889-5933554826503467706?l=iwanttogotoparis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iwanttogotoparis.blogspot.com/feeds/5933554826503467706/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36357889&amp;postID=5933554826503467706' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36357889/posts/default/5933554826503467706'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36357889/posts/default/5933554826503467706'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iwanttogotoparis.blogspot.com/2011/03/hermes-museum.html' title='Hermès Museum'/><author><name>Kasia Koniar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10325234745454939908</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-FL20NVkon8c/TxOGpYDXh5I/AAAAAAAACU4/Tz3_OgsRihQ/s220/kasia_koniar_moda_nextel.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-m9ma_n1iUxs/TYgDJCcS8TI/AAAAAAAABBU/8Z4ET0nm_gc/s72-c/1300129175523.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36357889.post-952053949579342257</id><published>2011-03-08T15:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-03-08T15:08:00.535-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Diptyque Candles</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-ehr6cCY46OI/TWmJjhdnYsI/AAAAAAAAA5Y/aPV5B5jNTbA/s1600/diptyque%252Bcandle.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-ehr6cCY46OI/TWmJjhdnYsI/AAAAAAAAA5Y/aPV5B5jNTbA/s200/diptyque%252Bcandle.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My scented obsession. Really. Nothing smells as good as this. Nothing should smell anything less than this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-cNcZnx73Tjs/TWmJKl2EfoI/AAAAAAAAA5Q/GLCiWEDhhfQ/s1600/1.79883039885E%252B13.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-cNcZnx73Tjs/TWmJKl2EfoI/AAAAAAAAA5Q/GLCiWEDhhfQ/s200/1.79883039885E%252B13.jpg" width="171" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I'm really not a great fan of scented candles because frankly, 99% of the time they smell like a chemical wasteland, a fake strawberry field on steroids, or something close to that. It always makes me wonder what's in them, and what i am inhaling. But this is an exception. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The St-Germain store, which still exists, opened in 1961. It was the creative business venture of three friends, painter Desmond Knox-Leet (whose drawings grace the boxes and labels of the products), set designer Yves Coueslant, and architecture worker Christiane Gautrot.&amp;nbsp; The name Diptyque (from Ancient Greek) refers to a painting or sculpture composed of two panels or parts. The original store has two identical window after which the brand was named. Initially a spot for fabrics and decor, it quickly became a home and personal fragrance mecca, with stores and products sold all over the world. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-4_ZGtow6OSk/TWmJaGb6kkI/AAAAAAAAA5U/Sxe10czFyMY/s1600/diptyque-bailes-candle-L.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-4_ZGtow6OSk/TWmJaGb6kkI/AAAAAAAAA5U/Sxe10czFyMY/s200/diptyque-bailes-candle-L.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you haven't tried these yet, find a place near you, or go to Paris and purchase a few. Now they offer mini candles as well, which is a great way to discover new scents. That's what I am doing currently, though I am still faithful to my main fragrances: Figue and Baies in candles, and the fig derived perfume Philosykos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Diptyque&lt;/i&gt;. 34 boulevard &lt;i&gt;Saint&lt;/i&gt;-&lt;i&gt;Germain&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5th Arrondissement, Paris 75005.&lt;br /&gt;Tel: 01 43 26 45 27 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.diptyqueparis.com/"&gt;www.diptyqueparis.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36357889-952053949579342257?l=iwanttogotoparis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iwanttogotoparis.blogspot.com/feeds/952053949579342257/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36357889&amp;postID=952053949579342257' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36357889/posts/default/952053949579342257'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36357889/posts/default/952053949579342257'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iwanttogotoparis.blogspot.com/2011/03/diptyque-candles.html' title='Diptyque Candles'/><author><name>Kasia Koniar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10325234745454939908</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-FL20NVkon8c/TxOGpYDXh5I/AAAAAAAACU4/Tz3_OgsRihQ/s220/kasia_koniar_moda_nextel.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-ehr6cCY46OI/TWmJjhdnYsI/AAAAAAAAA5Y/aPV5B5jNTbA/s72-c/diptyque%252Bcandle.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36357889.post-4830680931531613952</id><published>2011-03-03T14:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-03-03T14:20:00.958-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Strictly Konfidentiel</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-S2sJpsBBh6c/TWl-KFOMbGI/AAAAAAAAA5M/_EsSgqj-uZE/s1600/6.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-S2sJpsBBh6c/TWl-KFOMbGI/AAAAAAAAA5M/_EsSgqj-uZE/s200/6.jpg" width="146" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Strictly Konfidentiel and clearly kitsch should be the full name of this newly opened hotel establishment. It seems to be somewhat of a pale knockoff of other popular boutique hotels like the Costes or Lacroix. Thematic rooms are evidently still the rage. Here the six suites take the spirit of historic French figures. Marie Antoinette wallpaper, red carpets, and chandeliers make it seem like the perfect hotel for the kind of traveler who is rich, but tasteless, and who unabashedly engages in souvenir shopping. If your idea of spending time in Paris is basking in replicas of parisian clichés, then you're in for a treat. Just don't forget your Eiffel Tower snow globe on the way home. On the bright side,&amp;nbsp; the hotel is situated in a 15th-century building off the Rue de Rivoli. You'd be only steps away from the Louvre, Rue St Honoré, Place de la Concorde and many other attractions. &lt;i&gt;&lt;/i&gt;Complimentary wireless Internet access is available in public areas, and also, breakfast is delivered to your room.&amp;nbsp; A little bit of kitsch never hurt anyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Hotel Konfidentiel, 64 Rue de l'Arbre Sec, 1st arrondissement (00 33 1 55 34 40 40).&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;from about $330 - $500.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.konfidentiel-paris.com/"&gt;www.konfidentiel-paris.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36357889-4830680931531613952?l=iwanttogotoparis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iwanttogotoparis.blogspot.com/feeds/4830680931531613952/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36357889&amp;postID=4830680931531613952' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36357889/posts/default/4830680931531613952'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36357889/posts/default/4830680931531613952'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iwanttogotoparis.blogspot.com/2011/03/strictly-konfidentiel.html' title='Strictly Konfidentiel'/><author><name>Kasia Koniar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10325234745454939908</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-FL20NVkon8c/TxOGpYDXh5I/AAAAAAAACU4/Tz3_OgsRihQ/s220/kasia_koniar_moda_nextel.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-S2sJpsBBh6c/TWl-KFOMbGI/AAAAAAAAA5M/_EsSgqj-uZE/s72-c/6.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36357889.post-6292839798076620855</id><published>2011-02-01T22:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-01T22:17:47.659-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hôtel Le Bellechasse</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x2xzqYB7X8A/TUjO48om_qI/AAAAAAAAA4M/OglnpsnwOJg/s1600/hotel_bellechasse_guest_room.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="166" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x2xzqYB7X8A/TUjO48om_qI/AAAAAAAAA4M/OglnpsnwOJg/s200/hotel_bellechasse_guest_room.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Christian Lacroix, one of my very favorite (retired) fashion designers, is still creating today, though in another realm. The new creation is Hôtel Le Bellechasse, situated on the left bank near St Germain. Like his Hotel Du Petit Moulin (a very special place, which was covered in this blog a couple of years ago), Le Bellechasse is also a boutique establishment. The 34 room spot is nested in a building that dates back to 1840, and is as eclectic and unique as the designer himself. Once again, Lacroix left his indelible mark and by the same token created an amazing oasis for all those who wish to stay near the 15th, the 7th and 6th, but prefer a discrete and cozy, yet imaginative atmosphere.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hotel Le Bellechasse&lt;br /&gt;8 rue de Bellechasse&lt;br /&gt;75007 Paris&lt;br /&gt;Tel: +33(0)1 45 50 22 31&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.lebellechasse.com/"&gt;www.lebellechasse.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table border="0" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" style="width: 664px;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="padding: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="padding: 0in;"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;table border="0" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" style="width: 615px;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="padding: 0in; width: 288.75pt;" width="385"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36357889-6292839798076620855?l=iwanttogotoparis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iwanttogotoparis.blogspot.com/feeds/6292839798076620855/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36357889&amp;postID=6292839798076620855' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36357889/posts/default/6292839798076620855'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36357889/posts/default/6292839798076620855'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iwanttogotoparis.blogspot.com/2011/02/hotel-le-bellechasse.html' title='Hôtel Le Bellechasse'/><author><name>Kasia Koniar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10325234745454939908</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-FL20NVkon8c/TxOGpYDXh5I/AAAAAAAACU4/Tz3_OgsRihQ/s220/kasia_koniar_moda_nextel.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x2xzqYB7X8A/TUjO48om_qI/AAAAAAAAA4M/OglnpsnwOJg/s72-c/hotel_bellechasse_guest_room.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36357889.post-2727857407932752804</id><published>2010-10-31T14:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-31T14:47:37.105-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Toussaint</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The French, like many other European countries, are starting to slowly buy into the many rituals of the conspicuous consumption that is Halloween. It's great for economy and it's a party! In reality Europeans celebrate their dead very differently; in peace, surrounded by family, and often at the tombs. I won't go into it here as I have already posted about this some time ago, so feel free to look that up as Toussaint. I am, however, going to share the photos documenting the last time I visited&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;the dead of Paris!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x2xzqYB7X8A/TM3T2KVs3AI/AAAAAAAAAhs/E0JM2jccMyk/s1600/39701_428116969207_641144207_4862078_2282087_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x2xzqYB7X8A/TM3T2KVs3AI/AAAAAAAAAhs/E0JM2jccMyk/s320/39701_428116969207_641144207_4862078_2282087_n.jpg" width="264" /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x2xzqYB7X8A/TLtgBYmQQwI/AAAAAAAAAgY/HnKWiTWax9s/s200/1279975983682.jpg" width="165" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have gone to this gym in Beaubourg for over a decade, and for almost as long, I have wanted to visit the famous l'Atelier Brancusi. Well, the atelier is literally right in front of my gym, and I have somehow missed this. One word: Adderall!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I finally make it. The visit is a form of time travel, as the smallish building is an exact replica of the sculptor's actual studio. On his death bed he bequeathed his workshop and all its contents to the French government on one condition;&amp;nbsp; that the Musée National d'Art Moderne recreate the studio as it had been in its original location near Montparnasse. The building stands separate from, but adjacent to the Centre Georges Pompidou, courtesy of architect Renzo Piano. What's more,&amp;nbsp; admission is free. The building's pretty tiny and at first glance can seem disappointing if you are expecting a traditional museum experience, but the intimacy, and fact that you are basically visiting the sculptors studio, make up for the size. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x2xzqYB7X8A/TLtgOOyyCTI/AAAAAAAAAgc/cUxF89MF3KY/s1600/1279976111236.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x2xzqYB7X8A/TLtgOOyyCTI/AAAAAAAAAgc/cUxF89MF3KY/s200/1279976111236.jpg" width="165" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;As in my eyes, Brancusi is second only to Jacometti, this was quite a treat! I liked seeing how he worked. I got to eavesdrop on a very educated conversation regarding the sculptor and learned that upon arriving in Paris he was invited to work under Rodin, but left as to avoid being influenced by Rodin's style.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His geometrical silhouettes are so clean-lined and prudent and beautiful. He saw his atelier as part of the works and how they should be viewed. He wasn't wrong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Place Georges Pompidou &lt;br /&gt;Paris 75004&lt;br /&gt;Metro: Rambuteau&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.centrepompidou.fr/"&gt;www.centrepompidou.fr&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36357889-3948675285227506957?l=iwanttogotoparis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iwanttogotoparis.blogspot.com/feeds/3948675285227506957/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36357889&amp;postID=3948675285227506957' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36357889/posts/default/3948675285227506957'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36357889/posts/default/3948675285227506957'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iwanttogotoparis.blogspot.com/2010/10/atelier-brancusi.html' title='Atelier Brancusi'/><author><name>Kasia Koniar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10325234745454939908</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-FL20NVkon8c/TxOGpYDXh5I/AAAAAAAACU4/Tz3_OgsRihQ/s220/kasia_koniar_moda_nextel.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x2xzqYB7X8A/TLtgBYmQQwI/AAAAAAAAAgY/HnKWiTWax9s/s72-c/1279975983682.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36357889.post-5558215224181016717</id><published>2010-10-19T18:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-22T22:25:08.371-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Modern Rhapsodies</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x2xzqYB7X8A/TLphonl--_I/AAAAAAAAAgU/AI-xSEnknCg/s1600/novo+piano.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x2xzqYB7X8A/TLphonl--_I/AAAAAAAAAgU/AI-xSEnknCg/s200/novo+piano.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;It's been kindly brought to my attention, that unknowingly, I sometimes end up twisting phrases or idioms into something else. It's either comical, or just weird. English is not my 1st language so I guess I have a legit excuse. Some of those twists though are really funny (no, really), and on lucky days, they' re ironic. Nothing like some accidental irony. There is the "chairs have turned" and other such treats.&amp;nbsp; It's cool. I can laugh at myself and anyways am into stuff that's a little tweaked, and that's not just in English grammar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Switching to French(ness)... in my previous post I mentioned some musical talents, including Maxence Cyrin, who became sort of an obsession. Knowing he was performing as I was landing in Paris last summer, I literally terrorized everyone I was with, and rushed them straight from the airport to the legendary jazz joint Sunside on rue des Lombards. Even though I missed the beginning of the intimate concerto, Cyrin gave such a real and long performance, that I was beyond gratified. All the sweat, scattered friends, rushing and frenzy payed off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cyrin was first noticed because of his classical piano interpretations of 80's and 90's musical gems by the likes of Felix, Aphex Twin, Massive Attack ...need I say more?&amp;nbsp; The first album &lt;i&gt;Modern Rhapsodies&lt;/i&gt; didn't just feature pop re-interpreted. Here were house and trip hop songs, that revolutionized their era, seen through this new prism. Since then he has played all of the hottest Parisian spots and clubs. I was obviously curious what treats the new album would hold, and I wasn't dissapointed. There are the Pixies and Cocteau Twins, and just to add enough dimenton, a little popular vulgarism, Beyoncé (right with the fake French accent at the end). But during the concert Cyrin played songs not featured on the album (sadly), by artists such as Bjork. He also freestyled by having the audience throw random words at him which he then musically interpreted. I like the twists his music takes. I like the unexpected effect of familiar sounds served this way; cliché belly up. The new album, &lt;i&gt;Novo Piano&lt;/i&gt;, is pretty devastating, though I still think the first, &lt;i&gt;Modern Rhapsodies&lt;/i&gt;, is his biggest triumph!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36357889-5558215224181016717?l=iwanttogotoparis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iwanttogotoparis.blogspot.com/feeds/5558215224181016717/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36357889&amp;postID=5558215224181016717' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36357889/posts/default/5558215224181016717'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36357889/posts/default/5558215224181016717'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iwanttogotoparis.blogspot.com/2010/10/with-you-im-nothing.html' title='Modern Rhapsodies'/><author><name>Kasia Koniar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10325234745454939908</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-FL20NVkon8c/TxOGpYDXh5I/AAAAAAAACU4/Tz3_OgsRihQ/s220/kasia_koniar_moda_nextel.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x2xzqYB7X8A/TLphonl--_I/AAAAAAAAAgU/AI-xSEnknCg/s72-c/novo+piano.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36357889.post-676314336923723104</id><published>2010-10-14T22:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-22T22:27:29.287-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sexuality Remix</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x2xzqYB7X8A/TLpTWJlFclI/AAAAAAAAAgM/qjnuksliO98/s1600/fragile-pola.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x2xzqYB7X8A/TLpTWJlFclI/AAAAAAAAAgM/qjnuksliO98/s200/fragile-pola.jpg" width="164" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;My current state has just been heightened by some very powerful French musical opiates. Accidentally while browsing my favorite Parisian artists I stumbled upon a remix album of &lt;i&gt;Sexuality&lt;/i&gt;, by &lt;i&gt;Sebastien Tellier&lt;/i&gt;. The original came out two years ago and instantly grabbed me, second only after the absolute wonder, &lt;i&gt;Maxence Cyrin &lt;/i&gt;(but that's a separate post). An audioporncentral.com (how appropriate) article you can read &lt;a href="http://audioporncentral.com/2010/05/sebastien-tellier-sexuality-remix-lp.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; does a great job at explaining the remixed state of &lt;i&gt;Sexuality &lt;/i&gt;and its origins. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I highly recommend you first flood your senses&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x2xzqYB7X8A/TLfmu14R0rI/AAAAAAAAAgE/hIZkmTejbNA/s1600/sebtell_remix.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="195" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x2xzqYB7X8A/TLfmu14R0rI/AAAAAAAAAgE/hIZkmTejbNA/s200/sebtell_remix.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;with the pure and un-blended version of &lt;i&gt;Tellier's &lt;/i&gt;album if you haven't already. But don't deprive yourselves of the many interpretations of his songs. Both albums are original, raw and slightly emotional. Since I discovered the remixes I've been oscillating between the two cds, occasionally throwing in some &lt;i&gt;Maxence&lt;/i&gt; here and there. The result: a welcomed, hazy (that's probably the red wine) mellow and total aural ecstasy. Music is the one art form that can dominate the moods and emotions of the heedless. In this particular case put down your armor and let it take you for the ride. Unfortunately, I find it increasingly rare to discover artists whose music is authentic, and stirring. &lt;i&gt;Tellier&lt;/i&gt; belongs to that scarce minority.&lt;br /&gt;Must hear: &lt;i&gt;L'amour et la violence&lt;/i&gt;, and &lt;i&gt;La Ritournelle&lt;/i&gt;, and last but not least &lt;i&gt;Divine (Danger Remix)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.myspace.com/sebastientellier"&gt;www.myspace.com/sebastientellier&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36357889-676314336923723104?l=iwanttogotoparis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iwanttogotoparis.blogspot.com/feeds/676314336923723104/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36357889&amp;postID=676314336923723104' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36357889/posts/default/676314336923723104'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36357889/posts/default/676314336923723104'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iwanttogotoparis.blogspot.com/2010/10/sexuality-remix.html' title='Sexuality Remix'/><author><name>Kasia Koniar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10325234745454939908</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-FL20NVkon8c/TxOGpYDXh5I/AAAAAAAACU4/Tz3_OgsRihQ/s220/kasia_koniar_moda_nextel.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x2xzqYB7X8A/TLpTWJlFclI/AAAAAAAAAgM/qjnuksliO98/s72-c/fragile-pola.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36357889.post-4957058476030056762</id><published>2010-10-12T19:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-16T18:44:57.560-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Le Point Ephémère</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x2xzqYB7X8A/TLpU4u4pjPI/AAAAAAAAAgQ/6z9K81XDlsc/s1600/ephemere-pola.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x2xzqYB7X8A/TLpU4u4pjPI/AAAAAAAAAgQ/6z9K81XDlsc/s200/ephemere-pola.jpg" width="164" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hedge between making this blog a tad more personal (exercise in writing), and informative (useful guide to Paris). Something about getting personal on a public platform makes me uneasy, and yet somehow I am tempted. Blogging is perhaps a form of exhibitionism, because really, who cares what I have to say. I still throw it at the world and the receivers on the other side of their screens must be voyeurs of sorts. OK. SO now I am getting perhaps a tad too philosophical. Long story short, the best blogs are probably those that combine enough of the personal to make the dry facts interesting.&lt;br /&gt;For me it is a sort of creative and cognitive outlet, a parenthesis, &lt;i&gt;un point emphémère&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The best places are the ones that can combine several experiences in one. There is a space like this in Paris, where I particularly enjoyed unwinding, but where people do much more besides just chillin' out. Le Point Ephémère is a living cultural space that combines bar, with music and art. It is managed by Usines Éphémère – a not-for-profit organization that converts wastelands into cultural centers. Cheap drinks, great music - be it live or electro to dance to - art expos, art community and fun by the water - as the cafe is located on the Quay Valmy by the river - it is all that and more. By far one of the best spots in Paris, especially in the warmer months.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quai de Valmy&lt;br /&gt;75010 Paris, France&lt;br /&gt;01 40 34 02 48&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.pointephemere.org/"&gt;www.pointephemere.org&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36357889-4957058476030056762?l=iwanttogotoparis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iwanttogotoparis.blogspot.com/feeds/4957058476030056762/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36357889&amp;postID=4957058476030056762' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36357889/posts/default/4957058476030056762'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36357889/posts/default/4957058476030056762'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iwanttogotoparis.blogspot.com/2010/10/le-point-ephemere.html' title='Le Point Ephémère'/><author><name>Kasia Koniar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10325234745454939908</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-FL20NVkon8c/TxOGpYDXh5I/AAAAAAAACU4/Tz3_OgsRihQ/s220/kasia_koniar_moda_nextel.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x2xzqYB7X8A/TLpU4u4pjPI/AAAAAAAAAgQ/6z9K81XDlsc/s72-c/ephemere-pola.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36357889.post-5173635426978782668</id><published>2010-09-11T19:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-11T19:09:49.281-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Fall Updates</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x2xzqYB7X8A/TIw0aZJV07I/AAAAAAAAAfo/p6CKsWELbP0/s1600/takeoff.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x2xzqYB7X8A/TIw0aZJV07I/AAAAAAAAAfo/p6CKsWELbP0/s320/takeoff.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This&amp;nbsp; summer I have been to Paris and back, and haven't updated this blog,&amp;nbsp; not because I haven't experienced anything new and worth mentioning while there, but because time has been slipping through my fingers. Or, I have been slipping through time without the blog being a priority. After all, originally it was an attempt to stay connected to my former home, and to keep my American traveling friends, their friends, and often total strangers informed on what to do and where to go when visiting Paris.&amp;nbsp; I think the time which has elapsed since I&amp;nbsp; moved to the U.S has made me slightly indifferent. Eeek! &lt;em&gt;Loin des yeux loin du cœur &lt;/em&gt;as the French say, which translated to English reads; &lt;i&gt;out of sight out of mind.&lt;/i&gt; I have become jaded, perhaps too Americanized, or just too busy to care. Whatever the reason, I am having trouble keeping up with this. I hope I can at least try to updated it purely as an exercise in writing... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a more positive note, I have maintained many old relationships, and even fostered new ones, so that my one foot is still in Paris, even if I don't always write about it. As a perpetual expat, my heart is always incomplete and elsewhere. No place is perfect, as every place has its pros and cons. But Paris still took my breath away this time, and I know I will keep at least one foot there forever.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36357889-5173635426978782668?l=iwanttogotoparis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iwanttogotoparis.blogspot.com/feeds/5173635426978782668/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36357889&amp;postID=5173635426978782668' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36357889/posts/default/5173635426978782668'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36357889/posts/default/5173635426978782668'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iwanttogotoparis.blogspot.com/2010/09/fall-updates.html' title='Fall Updates'/><author><name>Kasia Koniar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10325234745454939908</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-FL20NVkon8c/TxOGpYDXh5I/AAAAAAAACU4/Tz3_OgsRihQ/s220/kasia_koniar_moda_nextel.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x2xzqYB7X8A/TIw0aZJV07I/AAAAAAAAAfo/p6CKsWELbP0/s72-c/takeoff.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36357889.post-4074765803100377569</id><published>2010-06-14T16:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-14T16:37:37.460-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Fete De La Musique - June 21</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x2xzqYB7X8A/TAu-CsPlLGI/AAAAAAAAAZs/mahRyaqQJZc/s1600/visuel-global.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x2xzqYB7X8A/TAu-CsPlLGI/AAAAAAAAAZs/mahRyaqQJZc/s200/visuel-global.jpg" width="151" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Everyone around me seems to be leaving lately. Leaving the city, the country, my entourage, my heart. The French say &lt;i&gt;Partir c'est mourir un peu&lt;/i&gt;, or leaving is like dying a little. But François de la Rochefoucauld also said that&amp;nbsp;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; the only thing constant in life is change. Both are very true. I am counting on summer to provide me with enough vitamin D and some distractions. There is nothing quite like summer, its festivals, its hot nights and light vibe to lift the spirits. And as&amp;nbsp; much as I love nature, I actually love summer in Paris. There is so much to do, and everything is free! Jazz festivals, movie screenings, expositions, Paris Plage....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of my favorite days of the year in Paris is June 21st. &lt;i&gt;Fête de la Musique&lt;/i&gt;, or the Music Festival falls on that day and has basically become an official holiday. It is like nothing else I have ever seen. My first time ever was when I was eighteen and made a permanent impression which is with me till this very day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The idea was first&amp;nbsp; taken up by French Music and Dance director Maurice ce Fleuret for Minister of Culture Jack Lang&amp;nbsp; in 1981 and first took place in 1982. It promotes music in that amateur and professional musicians are encouraged and invited to perform in the streets. People with little or a lot of experience descend on the streets with their instruments and literally start jamming. Others watch and listen and dance! Secondly, popular bands from eclectic to pop are playing free concerts at all the local venues and at more popular locations accessible to the public. Two of the caveats to being sanctioned by the official Fête de la Musique organization in Paris are that all concerts must be free to the public, and all performers donate their time for free.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;Despite there being a large tolerance about the performance of music by the general public of amateurs in public areas after usual hours, the noise restrictions still apply, and can cause some establishments to be forbidden to open and broadcast music out of their doors without prior authorization. But the night is still long, wild and loud!&lt;br /&gt;Forget about Taxis, they are all taken. It's best to wear flats and just get lost in the streets and wonder from concert to concert, but the metro is open past its usual hours for those who want to cover more ground.&amp;nbsp; Every newspaper prints a formal schedule of all of the concerts big and small. You will find everything from Waltz to electro. Check it out and it will be one night you will not forget &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The &lt;i&gt;Fête de la Musique&lt;/i&gt; began in France and has since spread to many countries around the world, obviously!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/%20http://www.fetedelamusique.culture.fr/site-2010"&gt;www.fetedelamusique&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36357889-4074765803100377569?l=iwanttogotoparis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iwanttogotoparis.blogspot.com/feeds/4074765803100377569/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36357889&amp;postID=4074765803100377569' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36357889/posts/default/4074765803100377569'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36357889/posts/default/4074765803100377569'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iwanttogotoparis.blogspot.com/2010/06/fete-de-la-musique-june-21.html' title='Fete De La Musique - June 21'/><author><name>Kasia Koniar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10325234745454939908</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-FL20NVkon8c/TxOGpYDXh5I/AAAAAAAACU4/Tz3_OgsRihQ/s220/kasia_koniar_moda_nextel.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x2xzqYB7X8A/TAu-CsPlLGI/AAAAAAAAAZs/mahRyaqQJZc/s72-c/visuel-global.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36357889.post-2014434299326560275</id><published>2010-06-11T19:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-11T22:54:29.117-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Silk and Sugar</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x2xzqYB7X8A/TBLHTkYcelI/AAAAAAAAAZ8/MG5zdNWnHxc/s1600/28112_435630920475_632415475_6021463_1972495_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x2xzqYB7X8A/TBLHTkYcelI/AAAAAAAAAZ8/MG5zdNWnHxc/s200/28112_435630920475_632415475_6021463_1972495_n.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;A couple of days ago I attended the opening of the new &lt;i&gt;Hermès&lt;/i&gt; store in Chicago. I am&amp;nbsp; a huge fan of the brand, of Jean Paul Ghaultier's take on it, and of the heritage of the house, I am also curious what Lemaire will do with it moving forward. There were of course many attractions available, yet for me, the highlight of the event were the stacks of pastries and truffles beautifully arranged like at &lt;i&gt;La Durée&lt;/i&gt; or &lt;i&gt;Maison du Chocolat&lt;/i&gt;. Life's surprises and challenges occasionally demand a little endorphin boost, and there is nothing better than chocolate for that. However, though my endorphin reserves could probably be in better shape these days, I am by nature a hedonist.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Luxurious leathers, silks and pastries all make me salivate. Every time I am in Paris I re-visit the old and known &lt;i&gt;chocolatiers&lt;/i&gt; and pastry shops but I always also try to seek out the new. Speaking of which, Paris' latest pastry showcase is &lt;i&gt;Le Chocolatier de Jacques Genin&lt;/i&gt;. The latter, known as the purveyor of high quality chocolates to such superstar chefs like Alan Ducasse, opened his own artisan postmodern store and tearoom. Pastries, candies and chocolates are made to order and come in unorthodox flavors such as &lt;i&gt;pu-erh&lt;/i&gt; tea. Sleek and elegant, the salon is a perfect fit for its high end contents&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Le Chocolatier de Jacques Genin&lt;br /&gt;133 Rue De Tourenne 75003&lt;br /&gt;45-77-29-01&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36357889-2014434299326560275?l=iwanttogotoparis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iwanttogotoparis.blogspot.com/feeds/2014434299326560275/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36357889&amp;postID=2014434299326560275' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36357889/posts/default/2014434299326560275'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36357889/posts/default/2014434299326560275'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iwanttogotoparis.blogspot.com/2010/06/silk-and-sugar.html' title='Silk and Sugar'/><author><name>Kasia Koniar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10325234745454939908</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-FL20NVkon8c/TxOGpYDXh5I/AAAAAAAACU4/Tz3_OgsRihQ/s220/kasia_koniar_moda_nextel.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x2xzqYB7X8A/TBLHTkYcelI/AAAAAAAAAZ8/MG5zdNWnHxc/s72-c/28112_435630920475_632415475_6021463_1972495_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36357889.post-1969584148356116390</id><published>2010-06-09T22:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-09T22:23:44.576-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Irreconcilable Differences</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x2xzqYB7X8A/TBB1xTLq2aI/AAAAAAAAAZ0/Flg2v1UYKy8/s1600/EXP-PROMESSESDUPASSE2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x2xzqYB7X8A/TBB1xTLq2aI/AAAAAAAAAZ0/Flg2v1UYKy8/s320/EXP-PROMESSESDUPASSE2.jpg" width="228" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Sadly, today for the first time ever, I finally understood the meaning of the expression "irreconcilable differences". It dawned on me that no matter how connected and well surrounded, we are all looking at a different picture. No one can really see inside your view. sometimes it is translatable, others,&amp;nbsp; not. Like idioms in a foreign language. Sometimes seeing the others' perspective just&amp;nbsp; isn't enough. You just don't. get. it! Like not getting modern art, while loving contemporary.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of art and irreconcilable differences, it brings me to my relationship with my country of origin, its government and the expo now running at the &lt;i&gt;Centre Pompidou&lt;/i&gt; till July 19. Entitled &lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;The Promises of the past&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;: 1950-2010, A discontinuous history of art in former Eastern Europe. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Twenty years after the fall of the Berlin wall, the exhibition looks at Europe's former East/West divide, and challenges the idea of art history as something linear and continuous. &lt;br /&gt;The Centre Pompidou thus aims to introduce the public to artists whose creations and subject matters have marked their countries of origin, and to explain the salient influence of certain tutelary figures of Central and Eastern Europe on the younger generation of international artists."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I might not make it to Paris on time for this one, but I hope some of you will. This might turn out to be a perfect example of how the French intellos glamorize Socialism, or perhaps just an accurate account of a lost generation. I would love to see it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.centrepompidou.fr/Pompidou/Manifs.nsf/AllExpositions/50902C6097E58113C12577070034A5CC?OpenDocument&amp;amp;sessionM=2.2.1&amp;amp;L=2"&gt;http://www.centrepompidou.fr&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Place Georges Pompidou&lt;br /&gt;75004 Paris, France&lt;br /&gt;01 44 78 12 33&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36357889-1969584148356116390?l=iwanttogotoparis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iwanttogotoparis.blogspot.com/feeds/1969584148356116390/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36357889&amp;postID=1969584148356116390' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36357889/posts/default/1969584148356116390'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36357889/posts/default/1969584148356116390'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iwanttogotoparis.blogspot.com/2010/06/irreconcilable-differences.html' title='Irreconcilable Differences'/><author><name>Kasia Koniar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10325234745454939908</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-FL20NVkon8c/TxOGpYDXh5I/AAAAAAAACU4/Tz3_OgsRihQ/s220/kasia_koniar_moda_nextel.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x2xzqYB7X8A/TBB1xTLq2aI/AAAAAAAAAZ0/Flg2v1UYKy8/s72-c/EXP-PROMESSESDUPASSE2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36357889.post-1029070535825894553</id><published>2010-06-05T21:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-05T22:05:05.463-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Forever After</title><content type='html'>A little macabre and damp, but strangely alluring, the network of tunnels of the catacombs located beneath the streets of Paris is lined with thousands of skulls and bones carefully arranged to form walls on both sides. Death-dense experience. From mass graves, to wild parties hosted by Charles X, to French Resistance headquarters, they breath history and intrigue... and eternity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is the part open to the visitors, but there is actually a whole subculture centered around this place too, with clandestine parties, raves, movie showings... the catacombs are even home to artistic movements, and certain individuals. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="indentedText"&gt;There are virtually hundreds of kilometers of underground tunnels, so it is not an easily controlled environment. But whatever goes on there is patrolled by special Catacombs police, also referred to as &lt;i&gt;cataflics&lt;/i&gt;. At one point the government restricted the visit of the catacombs because of security reasons.&amp;nbsp; in 2009 the stacks of bones were vandalized and were scattered along the walking paths. As a result the catacombs were closed to the public indefinitely and an investigation was opened by the Paris prosecutor's office. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mostly unmapped, covered in graffiti yet venerable...but as you can probably imagine, there is much more to the Catacombs than that. I invite you to continue reading &lt;a href="http://www.catacombes-de-paris.fr/"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Catacombs de Paris: 1 avenue du Colonel Henri Rol-Tanguy 75014 Paris&lt;br /&gt;Located near the Denfert-Rochereau Metro station&lt;br /&gt;011+33-01-43-22-47-63&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is more on the underground&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="285" width="440"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/XDeAYBGcxcQ&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/XDeAYBGcxcQ&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="440" height="285"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36357889-1029070535825894553?l=iwanttogotoparis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iwanttogotoparis.blogspot.com/feeds/1029070535825894553/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36357889&amp;postID=1029070535825894553' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36357889/posts/default/1029070535825894553'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36357889/posts/default/1029070535825894553'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iwanttogotoparis.blogspot.com/2010/06/forever-after.html' title='Forever After'/><author><name>Kasia Koniar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10325234745454939908</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-FL20NVkon8c/TxOGpYDXh5I/AAAAAAAACU4/Tz3_OgsRihQ/s220/kasia_koniar_moda_nextel.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36357889.post-2722150461461603996</id><published>2010-05-29T19:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-29T19:37:38.356-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Yves Saint Laurent Retrospective</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x2xzqYB7X8A/TAHOHzaBPvI/AAAAAAAAAZM/xZBG2LdTR1w/s1600/sl2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x2xzqYB7X8A/TAHOHzaBPvI/AAAAAAAAAZM/xZBG2LdTR1w/s200/sl2.jpg" width="166" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;If you are, or will be in Paris between now and August 29th, you must absolutely visit Le Petit Palais.&lt;br /&gt;Over 300 haute-couture and ready-to-wear garments, created over 40 years of creativity, in addition to documents, photographs, videos and more, are displayed there as an overview of Saint Laurent's astounding career.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the height of tourist season, you may want to purchase your tickets online, and avoid the interminable lines.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.petitpalais.paris.fr/"&gt;www.petitpalais.paris.fr&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...and yes, that is Saint Laurent posing nude in 1971 for Jean Loup Sieff. This image became his perfume ad and an inspiration for Tom Ford's YSL ads that ran in early 2000's...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Petit Palais&lt;br /&gt;Avenue Winston Churchill &lt;br /&gt;75008 Paris&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="gris_12"&gt;+33 (0)1 53 43 40 00&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="gris_12"&gt;Metro: Champs Elysées &lt;/span&gt;Clémenceau&lt;span class="gris_12"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36357889-2722150461461603996?l=iwanttogotoparis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iwanttogotoparis.blogspot.com/feeds/2722150461461603996/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36357889&amp;postID=2722150461461603996' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36357889/posts/default/2722150461461603996'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36357889/posts/default/2722150461461603996'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iwanttogotoparis.blogspot.com/2010/05/yves-saint-laurent-retrospective.html' title='Yves Saint Laurent Retrospective'/><author><name>Kasia Koniar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10325234745454939908</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-FL20NVkon8c/TxOGpYDXh5I/AAAAAAAACU4/Tz3_OgsRihQ/s220/kasia_koniar_moda_nextel.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x2xzqYB7X8A/TAHOHzaBPvI/AAAAAAAAAZM/xZBG2LdTR1w/s72-c/sl2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36357889.post-6474114121617741982</id><published>2010-05-26T21:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-26T21:46:11.032-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Merci Beaucoup</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x2xzqYB7X8A/S_328dGo9BI/AAAAAAAAAY8/_HSinBzCW7E/s1600/merci-parisian-concept-store-1-600x399.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="133" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x2xzqYB7X8A/S_328dGo9BI/AAAAAAAAAY8/_HSinBzCW7E/s200/merci-parisian-concept-store-1-600x399.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I wanted to mention &lt;i&gt;Merci&lt;/i&gt; - the concept store - because of its sheer awesomeness. It is unusual in that unlike most other concept stores: self indulgent, pretentious, and elitist, &lt;i&gt;Merci&lt;/i&gt; lives up to its name and is actually a true concept. It is the first 100% charity store in France. WOW! Unheard of in the world of conspicuous consumption! 100% of the profits go to a charity association helping women and kids in Madagascar, which is one of the poorest countries in the world. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And how do they do that? Well, the couple behind the highly successful brand &lt;i&gt;Bonpoint&lt;/i&gt;, apparently decided to give back, and to give us all a moment of huh?! that will most likely inspire, if only for a moment&lt;b&gt;.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Merci&lt;/i&gt; is a&amp;nbsp;&lt;b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;16,000 Sq foot space in an 18th century building close to Bastille. From art, design, to clothes new and vintage, you will find it all. You can enjoy your coffee while browsing books and contributing to something bigger than your id. Known designers caught on as well, so you will be able to find some major mark ups, even as high as 30-40%.&lt;br /&gt;I like it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x2xzqYB7X8A/S_33D5JTrjI/AAAAAAAAAZE/APepxQZAf0I/s1600/merci-parisian-concept-store-14-600x396.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="209" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x2xzqYB7X8A/S_33D5JTrjI/AAAAAAAAAZE/APepxQZAf0I/s320/merci-parisian-concept-store-14-600x396.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;111, boulevard Beaumarchais&lt;br /&gt;75011 Paris&lt;br /&gt;France&lt;br /&gt;T. : +33.1.42.77.10.38&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.merci-merci.com/"&gt;www.merci-merci.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36357889-6474114121617741982?l=iwanttogotoparis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iwanttogotoparis.blogspot.com/feeds/6474114121617741982/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36357889&amp;postID=6474114121617741982' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36357889/posts/default/6474114121617741982'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36357889/posts/default/6474114121617741982'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iwanttogotoparis.blogspot.com/2010/05/merci-beaucoup.html' title='Merci Beaucoup'/><author><name>Kasia Koniar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10325234745454939908</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-FL20NVkon8c/TxOGpYDXh5I/AAAAAAAACU4/Tz3_OgsRihQ/s220/kasia_koniar_moda_nextel.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x2xzqYB7X8A/S_328dGo9BI/AAAAAAAAAY8/_HSinBzCW7E/s72-c/merci-parisian-concept-store-1-600x399.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36357889.post-1337929916550791461</id><published>2010-05-21T22:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-21T22:28:59.097-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Raw Food Restaurant in Paris</title><content type='html'>Having flirted with raw foodism for quite a few years now, and being rather privileged, for gaining so much exposure due to the amazing raw food mecca Kryn Calabrese built in my current city, I wanted to also check out the raw food scene in Europe. I visited one restaurant in Amsterdam - but I will skip this account - and than another in Paris. Important to remember the history and standing Frenchie cuisine enjoys. People in France give much attention to their food, they eat small portions, abundant in greens - even though they also include a lot of animal based products. They are proud of their tradiotion and in touch with their stomachs so to speak. Hence, vegetarian,&amp;nbsp; vegan and raw foods are generally frowned upon, and considered as fads. This said, raw food restaurants, shops, let alone "meccas" are not easy to come by. I have done my research and it was slim pickins. But i did find one I wanted to visit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x2xzqYB7X8A/S_dqlthrO3I/AAAAAAAAAY0/hyC2DFpOERM/s1600/pousse+pousse.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="196" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x2xzqYB7X8A/S_dqlthrO3I/AAAAAAAAAY0/hyC2DFpOERM/s200/pousse+pousse.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;My former boss, producer of CBC Canada's Fashion File, who is as adventurous and curious in about any department as I,&amp;nbsp; joined me for the raw lunch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pousse-Pousse is tiny. like lego construction tiny. thankfully it was a beautiful summer day so we sat at one of the two sidewalk tables.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The restaurant has a very limited menu compared to what I have seen in Florida, NYC and Chicago, but I was happy to be eating raw in Paris. As many raw food restaurants, Pousse-Pousse also sells some items; food and preparation items, again, the selection is pretty limited. But than again, I AM spoiled in the raw deprtment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Madeleine and I both did shots of wheat grass, and then proceeded with the &lt;i&gt;plat du jour&lt;/i&gt; dubbed "santé" it included a variety of grains, greens and nuts. It was good. Not mind blowing, but good. I will definitely return this summer and see what new items they have added.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did love the very engaging owner and the pioneering spirit of the place. A must for a raw-foodist, or at least an experimentalist in Paris&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Santé! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pousse-Pousse&lt;br /&gt;7, rue Notre-Dame-de-Lorette, 75009&lt;br /&gt;Métro: Notre-Dame-de-Lorette&lt;br /&gt;01 53 16 10 81&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36357889-1337929916550791461?l=iwanttogotoparis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iwanttogotoparis.blogspot.com/feeds/1337929916550791461/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36357889&amp;postID=1337929916550791461' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36357889/posts/default/1337929916550791461'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36357889/posts/default/1337929916550791461'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iwanttogotoparis.blogspot.com/2010/05/raw-food-restaurant-in-paris.html' title='Raw Food Restaurant in Paris'/><author><name>Kasia Koniar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10325234745454939908</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-FL20NVkon8c/TxOGpYDXh5I/AAAAAAAACU4/Tz3_OgsRihQ/s220/kasia_koniar_moda_nextel.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x2xzqYB7X8A/S_dqlthrO3I/AAAAAAAAAY0/hyC2DFpOERM/s72-c/pousse+pousse.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36357889.post-7577956303926572088</id><published>2010-05-15T05:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-15T06:49:43.166-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Night At The Museum</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x2xzqYB7X8A/S-4t3nF52KI/AAAAAAAAAYg/4WGiZqrGKAc/s1600/nuit-europeenne-des-musees-2010.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="152" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x2xzqYB7X8A/S-4t3nF52KI/AAAAAAAAAYg/4WGiZqrGKAc/s200/nuit-europeenne-des-musees-2010.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This Saturday marks the 6th annual &lt;i&gt;Nuit des Musées&lt;/i&gt;; (and I like how the EU's attempt at appearing united squeezed the word &lt;i&gt;Européenne&lt;/i&gt; in there somehow) most museums, in Paris at least,&amp;nbsp; stay open sometimes well past midnight and let visitors in gratuitously. This pleasant mess of a night brings a varied crowd to the streets, from parents with kids who are staying up way past their midnight to absorb&amp;nbsp;culture free of charge, to dazed club kids who enjoy staring at the old masters while rolling. There is no wrong or right formula to soak up the arts. Words of wisdom though, like a soldier ready for attack, come prepared with maps and with a game plan. Otherwise you might end up like me, on the 1st &lt;i&gt;Nuit des Musées&lt;/i&gt;, wondering aimlessly, trying to collect scattered friends who all wanted to visit a different spot, than standing in lines forever to never actually discover anything. Although, we did end up RE-discovering a very familiar bar!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://nuitdesmusees.culture.fr/index.php"&gt;http://nuitdesmusees.culture.fr&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36357889-7577956303926572088?l=iwanttogotoparis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iwanttogotoparis.blogspot.com/feeds/7577956303926572088/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36357889&amp;postID=7577956303926572088' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36357889/posts/default/7577956303926572088'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36357889/posts/default/7577956303926572088'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iwanttogotoparis.blogspot.com/2010/05/night-at-museum.html' title='A Night At The Museum'/><author><name>Kasia Koniar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10325234745454939908</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-FL20NVkon8c/TxOGpYDXh5I/AAAAAAAACU4/Tz3_OgsRihQ/s220/kasia_koniar_moda_nextel.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x2xzqYB7X8A/S-4t3nF52KI/AAAAAAAAAYg/4WGiZqrGKAc/s72-c/nuit-europeenne-des-musees-2010.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36357889.post-6769700199476253289</id><published>2010-05-14T07:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-14T07:55:13.316-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Cannes All Over Again</title><content type='html'>So half of Paris has descended on to Cannes, and the other half is watching the drama unravel on their TV Screens. This time of year, I impatiently await to hear about the newest breakthroughs on the international film scene, but patience is a virtue, especially since the ceremony opened yesterday. The opening ceremony is probably the most widely watched part of the festival as everyone is sizing up the starlets and other creatures, commenting on their amazing or disastrous outfits.&lt;br /&gt;Here is a link to the parade. Watch out Karl Lagerfeld is looking much like a wax rendition of himself and Kristin Scott Thomas &lt;i&gt;La maîtresse de cérémonie&lt;/i&gt; is sporting a mullet?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.vogue.fr/Beaute/Maquillage/100513-festival-de-cannes-les-maquillages.aspx"&gt;http://www.vogue.fr&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x2xzqYB7X8A/S-1hZ1JiEPI/AAAAAAAAAYQ/FZePIv8PJb0/s1600/100512-defile-chanel-croisiere-a-sainttro.aspx77476Image.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x2xzqYB7X8A/S-1hZ1JiEPI/AAAAAAAAAYQ/FZePIv8PJb0/s320/100512-defile-chanel-croisiere-a-sainttro.aspx77476Image.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36357889-6769700199476253289?l=iwanttogotoparis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iwanttogotoparis.blogspot.com/feeds/6769700199476253289/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36357889&amp;postID=6769700199476253289' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36357889/posts/default/6769700199476253289'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36357889/posts/default/6769700199476253289'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iwanttogotoparis.blogspot.com/2010/05/cannes-all-over-again.html' title='Cannes All Over Again'/><author><name>Kasia Koniar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10325234745454939908</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-FL20NVkon8c/TxOGpYDXh5I/AAAAAAAACU4/Tz3_OgsRihQ/s220/kasia_koniar_moda_nextel.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x2xzqYB7X8A/S-1hZ1JiEPI/AAAAAAAAAYQ/FZePIv8PJb0/s72-c/100512-defile-chanel-croisiere-a-sainttro.aspx77476Image.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36357889.post-1627178264515886480</id><published>2010-05-07T12:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-07T13:27:37.306-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Vanessa For Chanel</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x2xzqYB7X8A/S-R2XLpKujI/AAAAAAAAAYI/ENot3cP6elA/s1600/vanessaparadischanelcoc-3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 182px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x2xzqYB7X8A/S-R2XLpKujI/AAAAAAAAAYI/ENot3cP6elA/s320/vanessaparadischanelcoc-3.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5468625988169153074" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt; Vanessa Paradis, has not only sustained a lasting love affair with Johnny Depp, the French public, and countless French filmmakers, she has also maintained her love ties to the Chanel &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;maison de couture&lt;/span&gt;. Apparently she is a keeper!&lt;br /&gt;I still remember her with long hair and an oversized t-shirt singing &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Joe Le Taxi&lt;/span&gt; - which, by the way, still sounds unbelievably delicious. But Vanessa if off to bigger and better things.&lt;br /&gt;Karl Lagerfeld is working with her for the third time at Chanel, making her the new face of Chanel’s Coco Cocoon bag line. On the side the two also recently collaborated on a special edition Cannes International Film Festival issue of &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Madame Figaro&lt;/span&gt;, which Paradis is guest editing. Sounds like much more than a spring fling and more like muse status.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are some shots of the campaign.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.fashionologie.com/Karl-Lagerfeld-Vanessa-Paradis-Continue-Mutual-Love-Fest-New-Chanel-Coco-Cocoon-Ads-8335598"&gt;http://www.fashionologie.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But as much I like what Lagerfeld is doing at Chanel, Vanessa Paradis will always remind me of my three month stay in the south of France as a little girl, and her &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Joe Le Taxi&lt;/span&gt; video clip that ran over and over on M6.&lt;br /&gt;So, if like me, you are still stuck in the 80's and remember the song, as an &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;au revoir&lt;/span&gt; treat, google the Stereo Total version of Joe Le Taxi! Enjoy!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36357889-1627178264515886480?l=iwanttogotoparis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iwanttogotoparis.blogspot.com/feeds/1627178264515886480/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36357889&amp;postID=1627178264515886480' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36357889/posts/default/1627178264515886480'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36357889/posts/default/1627178264515886480'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iwanttogotoparis.blogspot.com/2010/05/vanessa-for-chanel.html' title='Vanessa For Chanel'/><author><name>Kasia Koniar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10325234745454939908</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-FL20NVkon8c/TxOGpYDXh5I/AAAAAAAACU4/Tz3_OgsRihQ/s220/kasia_koniar_moda_nextel.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x2xzqYB7X8A/S-R2XLpKujI/AAAAAAAAAYI/ENot3cP6elA/s72-c/vanessaparadischanelcoc-3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36357889.post-7367875023177083888</id><published>2010-05-01T14:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-01T15:02:40.979-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Unsolved Mystery of Why Paris is Called Paname</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x2xzqYB7X8A/S9ykRkdRoYI/AAAAAAAAAXU/ZxAIf0PYj_8/s1600/AA_1934-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 98px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x2xzqYB7X8A/S9ykRkdRoYI/AAAAAAAAAXU/ZxAIf0PYj_8/s320/AA_1934-1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5466424669472137602" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mom luckily has a pretty voice, because she sure does love to sing. While cooking for her friends today, she sang an old Edith Piaf song, and it went; padam, padam, padam....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know it well. I even think there is an English, and a Polish version, but for some reason today it sounded like Paname. Well, Paname IS after all a slang name for Paris. I have heard it a million times and even referred to it by that name myself. It just dawned on me thought that I never asked why. Why the hell would Paris be called Paname? From Panama? I couldn't believe I never questioned this before. I have just welcomed &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Paname&lt;/span&gt; into my vernacular without doubt or reservation, and what's unlike me, without an ounce of curiosity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Google search returned few satisfactory results. Wiktionary claims that the name Paname refers to Panama hats worn by men in Paris in the early 20th century, and then proceeds to tell me that it is another name for Paris - without elaborating.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since I speak fluent french I re-tried the search, but this got me into a convoluted hunt. Looks like most Parisians don't know themselves. From all the forums, blogs and sites I got two most popular versions:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. The aforementioned hat account&lt;br /&gt;2. The name comes from a slang word popular around 1900's where &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Panama&lt;/span&gt; meant &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;huge&lt;/span&gt;, and as Paris is huge, the name caught on&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Any other stories, please share.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36357889-7367875023177083888?l=iwanttogotoparis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iwanttogotoparis.blogspot.com/feeds/7367875023177083888/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36357889&amp;postID=7367875023177083888' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36357889/posts/default/7367875023177083888'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36357889/posts/default/7367875023177083888'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iwanttogotoparis.blogspot.com/2010/05/unsolved-mystery-of-why-paris-is-called.html' title='The Unsolved Mystery of Why Paris is Called Paname'/><author><name>Kasia Koniar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10325234745454939908</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-FL20NVkon8c/TxOGpYDXh5I/AAAAAAAACU4/Tz3_OgsRihQ/s220/kasia_koniar_moda_nextel.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x2xzqYB7X8A/S9ykRkdRoYI/AAAAAAAAAXU/ZxAIf0PYj_8/s72-c/AA_1934-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36357889.post-8415751057756030188</id><published>2010-04-27T19:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-28T16:52:15.414-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Le Derriere: The Back End Of Paris</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x2xzqYB7X8A/S9IYxAo4e0I/AAAAAAAAAW4/IHPwHQQry_s/s1600/6a00d8345192f869e201053584f96d970b-500wi.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 298px; height: 279px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x2xzqYB7X8A/S9IYxAo4e0I/AAAAAAAAAW4/IHPwHQQry_s/s320/6a00d8345192f869e201053584f96d970b-500wi.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5463456528217963330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;One of the things I most love about Paris is its cultural substance. By that I don't mean Luis XVI rococo opulence, which I find particularly tasteless, but the diversity that can be found from one&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;district to another, from a restaurant to another. I love seeing the African women dressed in bright and colorful fabrics, others in Djellabas, Japanese tourists cuing outside of Vuitton and the Russians raiding L'Avenue - the overpriced restaurant on avenue Montaigne. I love buying roasted chestnuts on the street, seeing a free jazz concert, then eating at a fabulous brasserie or a brand new  spot that is sleek and modern and totally New Yorkais. Paris is a cornucopia of traditions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love its off-beat vibe and the depth of the heritage that surrounds me when I walk down any street. I found the perfect spot to stand as a metaphor for all that. Le Derriere. Same word in English, so you get the picture. But just in case: the buttocks; the rear. In this instance, the back of another restaurant, the back of a building. Catchy. And so is the place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x2xzqYB7X8A/S9IbHiBk9sI/AAAAAAAAAXA/ZaoZ5OUR93w/s1600/25b114ce12.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 176px; height: 235px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x2xzqYB7X8A/S9IbHiBk9sI/AAAAAAAAAXA/ZaoZ5OUR93w/s320/25b114ce12.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5463459114160289474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x2xzqYB7X8A/S9IcthWVcUI/AAAAAAAAAXI/POfRxXkJjx4/s1600/img_rivegauche19.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 227px; height: 170px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x2xzqYB7X8A/S9IcthWVcUI/AAAAAAAAAXI/POfRxXkJjx4/s320/img_rivegauche19.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5463460866325573954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I've always been fond of magic realism, and this is as close as I will ever get at a restaurant/ game room/ bar/ someones dilapidated apartment. You'll walk through armoire doors like these to other secret rooms, some stylish and some completely demolished.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People of all ages come to dine, to socialize or to play ping-pong. You could also totally take a sink bath. I won't go into it, but it's worth checking out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;69, rue des Gravilliers. 75003 Paris. + 33 1 44 61 91 95&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://derriere-resto.com/restaurant/paris/derriere/"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://derriere-resto.com/restaurant/paris/derriere/ &lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36357889-8415751057756030188?l=iwanttogotoparis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iwanttogotoparis.blogspot.com/feeds/8415751057756030188/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36357889&amp;postID=8415751057756030188' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36357889/posts/default/8415751057756030188'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36357889/posts/default/8415751057756030188'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iwanttogotoparis.blogspot.com/2007/04/le-derriere-back-end-of-paris.html' title='Le Derriere: The Back End Of Paris'/><author><name>Kasia Koniar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10325234745454939908</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-FL20NVkon8c/TxOGpYDXh5I/AAAAAAAACU4/Tz3_OgsRihQ/s220/kasia_koniar_moda_nextel.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x2xzqYB7X8A/S9IYxAo4e0I/AAAAAAAAAW4/IHPwHQQry_s/s72-c/6a00d8345192f869e201053584f96d970b-500wi.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36357889.post-247022127576478344</id><published>2010-04-10T15:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-23T07:00:07.396-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Le Grand Filles et Fils</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x2xzqYB7X8A/S8D6FyiKpGI/AAAAAAAAAWw/s5IKU58ILTo/s1600/legrand"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 212px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x2xzqYB7X8A/S8D6FyiKpGI/AAAAAAAAAWw/s5IKU58ILTo/s320/legrand" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5458637725744407650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Le Grand Filles et Fils&lt;br /&gt;at Galerie Vivienne&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 Rue de la Banque&lt;br /&gt;75002 Paris, France&lt;br /&gt;01 42 60 07 12&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My stepfather was born in Nancy, a city in the Meurthe-et-Moselle department in north-eastern France, and formerly the capital of the Duchy of Lorraine - not that you needed to know this, or that you cared. He and his family left for America when he was only a little boy, this is why one of the very few things he remembers from Nancy, are &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;les bonbons à la bergamote&lt;/span&gt;, or in English, candy with bergamot - can't beat a childhood souvenir. Its distinctive aroma is most commonly known for its use in Earl Gray tea. My step father mentioned this often, and reveled in how amazing this candy was. While living in Paris I tried to find this delicacy for him. I was unsuccessful. It wasn't until one day I randomly lost myself in the beautiful Galerie Vivienne - by far the most elegant of the passages near Palais Royal with gorgeous floor mosaics, exquisite boutiques, tea rooms, galleries and restaurants - that I found this sweet delicacy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Le Grand Filles et Fils, a 19th century wine cave and épicerie is nestled right in the middle of all that beauty. It deserves a visit not only for its charm but for all the goodies you will be able to sample and purchase. From excellent wines, to cheeses, preserves and sweets, teas and coffees from around the world, the épicerie has it all, including the aforementioned candy &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;à la bergamote&lt;/span&gt;. When I shipped them to my father I wasn't yet sure it was exactly what he was hoping for, but it turned out to be. Ever since that time, I always visit Le Grand while in Paris, for my dad, but also to pick up exquisite and rare treats for those friends who I know appreciate the better things in life, and of course for me. They do after all carry handmade chocolate!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://www.caves-legrand.com&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36357889-247022127576478344?l=iwanttogotoparis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iwanttogotoparis.blogspot.com/feeds/247022127576478344/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36357889&amp;postID=247022127576478344' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36357889/posts/default/247022127576478344'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36357889/posts/default/247022127576478344'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iwanttogotoparis.blogspot.com/2010/04/le-grand-filles-et-fils.html' title='Le Grand Filles et Fils'/><author><name>Kasia Koniar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10325234745454939908</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-FL20NVkon8c/TxOGpYDXh5I/AAAAAAAACU4/Tz3_OgsRihQ/s220/kasia_koniar_moda_nextel.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x2xzqYB7X8A/S8D6FyiKpGI/AAAAAAAAAWw/s5IKU58ILTo/s72-c/legrand' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36357889.post-3711941762921248970</id><published>2010-02-12T13:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-12T14:09:21.652-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Le Saut du Loup</title><content type='html'>I am back here after only a week. To boot, I can almost sense a slight hint of excitement, I guess to write, and to reminisce about one of last summers' better moments. This is a good thing I suppose. Perhaps this is the way a human stuck in subzero degree weather for moths copes with lack of vitamin D; open up the pleasant memory drawer, full of sunny moments, captivating friends and delicious meals. Pull out the most exquisite bits, revel in them, then blog about them. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This brings me to Le Saut Du Loup.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where does one meet a dear, none the less, estranged friend?&lt;br /&gt;You want breathing room, and some privacy, to go over the lost moths or years with comfort. You also want to laugh, even loudly, with out necessarily offending everyone around. And then finally, if you are me, you will inevitably want to squeeze in one more criterion; you want the new! I love the new. Anything new. There is this exciting anticipation for the newness of the new. And so since I no longer live in Paris, and by default, when visiting, am drawn to the nostalgic old spots of my "past" life there, I asked my friend to chose keeping the aforementioned points in mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He chose the (then newly opened) terrace of Le Saut Du Loup. It was a fabulous choice, granted, it was a very hot day in july. We had all the room we wanted, and the waiters gave us breathing space between drinks, and bites. There was enough shade to shelter my sun shy friend, and enough sun to burn my sun yearning shoulders. The view on the Louvre and Les Jardins Des Tuileries was breath taking. For those of you familiar with, and fond of, Cafe Marly, this will be an instant favorite.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Le Saut du Loup is an ideal place for a break between visiting the museum and shopping, or either lunch or dinner for two or with friends. Aesthetically pleasing but relaxed, with simple and light food, I couldn't of thought of a better place to meet. Next time in Paris, I'll try the terrace at dusk. Nothing beats the sun going down behind the Louvre while its lights go on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I took this picture right from our table&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x2xzqYB7X8A/S3XPWc6UUDI/AAAAAAAAAVs/PxBiEYLocbc/s1600-h/IMG_4513.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x2xzqYB7X8A/S3XPWc6UUDI/AAAAAAAAAVs/PxBiEYLocbc/s320/IMG_4513.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437480109744607282" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;www.lesautduloup.com&lt;br /&gt;107 Rue de Rivoli&lt;br /&gt;75001 PARIS, France&lt;br /&gt;01 42 25 49 55&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36357889-3711941762921248970?l=iwanttogotoparis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iwanttogotoparis.blogspot.com/feeds/3711941762921248970/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36357889&amp;postID=3711941762921248970' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36357889/posts/default/3711941762921248970'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36357889/posts/default/3711941762921248970'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iwanttogotoparis.blogspot.com/2010/02/le-saut-du-loup.html' title='Le Saut du Loup'/><author><name>Kasia Koniar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10325234745454939908</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-FL20NVkon8c/TxOGpYDXh5I/AAAAAAAACU4/Tz3_OgsRihQ/s220/kasia_koniar_moda_nextel.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x2xzqYB7X8A/S3XPWc6UUDI/AAAAAAAAAVs/PxBiEYLocbc/s72-c/IMG_4513.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36357889.post-2134031910939924271</id><published>2010-02-06T10:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-06T11:36:00.905-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Piano on the dancefloor</title><content type='html'>Well, I haven't been here in almost two years. Oops!&lt;br /&gt;I guess my life is consumed with other duties and passions. Actually coming back here today, just to look for a link to a travel site (I am in midst of preparing an adventurous trip which thankfully includes Paris), made me sad and nostalgic. I felt like I was looking at a ghost, a ghost of myself. Has my Paris connection weakened so deeply since I have moved to the states? Am I so caught up with life here that I no longer think of that other part of me? Hmmm... I'd like to think that the connection will never break, but tending to it in this manner reminds me too much of how dearly I miss Europe. I guess there is no need to over think it. I am here today, and somehow I feel inspired to post and it shall be. And perhaps this will be a good place and time to reminisce about last summer's trip back home, and then this year's adventure, which is now in preparation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But for now, let me tell you about my not so recent obsession with the most exquisite French man. His name? Maxence Cyrin. His specialty? Classical piano interpretations of electro and house anthems. Why such fixation? He isn't simply interpreting pop, he has picked music very particular to my generation, era, and taste. The good stuff, the stuff we danced to in high school and listened to throughout adolescence, rare gems that sound even more fabulous when performed by him. Better yet, his new album features songs by Justice, The Pixies and Daft Punk. How is that for artful and eclectic? I am unfortunately missing his live performance at Le Baron in Paris this February, but am hoping he will be playing sometime this summer, so that for once, I can become that creepy fan!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;check this out! Seriously, I think I am going to start taking piano lessons.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="400" height="300"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true" /&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always" /&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://vimeo.com/moogaloop.swf?clip_id=8928257&amp;amp;server=vimeo.com&amp;amp;show_title=1&amp;amp;show_byline=1&amp;amp;show_portrait=0&amp;amp;color=&amp;amp;fullscreen=1" /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://vimeo.com/moogaloop.swf?clip_id=8928257&amp;amp;server=vimeo.com&amp;amp;show_title=1&amp;amp;show_byline=1&amp;amp;show_portrait=0&amp;amp;color=&amp;amp;fullscreen=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" allowscriptaccess="always" width="400" height="300"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://vimeo.com/8928257"&gt;D.A.N.C.E (Justice Piano Cover)&lt;/a&gt; from &lt;a href="http://vimeo.com/user2440034"&gt;Maxence Cyrin&lt;/a&gt; on &lt;a href="http://vimeo.com"&gt;Vimeo&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36357889-2134031910939924271?l=iwanttogotoparis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iwanttogotoparis.blogspot.com/feeds/2134031910939924271/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36357889&amp;postID=2134031910939924271' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36357889/posts/default/2134031910939924271'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36357889/posts/default/2134031910939924271'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iwanttogotoparis.blogspot.com/2010/02/piano-on-dancefloor.html' title='Piano on the dancefloor'/><author><name>Kasia Koniar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10325234745454939908</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-FL20NVkon8c/TxOGpYDXh5I/AAAAAAAACU4/Tz3_OgsRihQ/s220/kasia_koniar_moda_nextel.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36357889.post-6029350335155155536</id><published>2008-05-13T11:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-07T11:05:00.749-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Nutshell</title><content type='html'>Changes, changes, changes...but since it's been a while, it's quite, and &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;tout a fait normal&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To elaborate, but only briefly, here is the up of things on my front since last year:&lt;br /&gt;more directing and producing/ less writing - unfortunately - but working on a script/ editing/ Paris only once - shamefully / happy/ pale and waiting for the sun to finally make its way through the clouds....that's pretty much the abridged shell of the nut, nut that anyone cares...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In dire need of fingertip exercise/ will be writing more unsolicited updates again soon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;stop&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36357889-6029350335155155536?l=iwanttogotoparis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iwanttogotoparis.blogspot.com/feeds/6029350335155155536/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36357889&amp;postID=6029350335155155536' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36357889/posts/default/6029350335155155536'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36357889/posts/default/6029350335155155536'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iwanttogotoparis.blogspot.com/2008/05/nutshell.html' title='Nutshell'/><author><name>Kasia Koniar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10325234745454939908</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-FL20NVkon8c/TxOGpYDXh5I/AAAAAAAACU4/Tz3_OgsRihQ/s220/kasia_koniar_moda_nextel.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36357889.post-1160941004167975350</id><published>2007-06-01T05:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-01T06:02:08.523-07:00</updated><title type='text'>VUITTON'S ART</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_x2xzqYB7X8A/RmAX-TaXaVI/AAAAAAAAAEw/SjYpNz8l57w/s1600-h/pp_34995.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_x2xzqYB7X8A/RmAX-TaXaVI/AAAAAAAAAEw/SjYpNz8l57w/s200/pp_34995.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5071079539549366610" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Art patronage is one of Louis Vuitton's favorite pursuits.&lt;br /&gt;Although when I attended the grand opening of their flagship store on &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Les Champs Elysées&lt;/span&gt; about two years ago, I thought the so called art displayed all over the boutique was more or less a joke - but that's just me. I assume that many artsy fashionistas will find themselves in the throes of orgasmic delight to learn more about the matter. The house is quite involved in promoting fresh, new artists and so here is yet another one of their  expos.From May 11 to August 26 2007, at &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;L'Espace Louis Vuitton&lt;/span&gt;, 60 rue de Bassano – 101, avenue des Champs-Elysées, 75008 Paris, from Monday to Saturday 12:00 - 7:00 and on Sundays from 11:00 to 7:00 you can get an eyeful of «&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt; La tentation de l’espace &lt;/span&gt;» &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For those of you wondering, it is an exposition of art pieces as well as photography dedicated to spacial abyss.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36357889-1160941004167975350?l=iwanttogotoparis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iwanttogotoparis.blogspot.com/feeds/1160941004167975350/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36357889&amp;postID=1160941004167975350' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36357889/posts/default/1160941004167975350'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36357889/posts/default/1160941004167975350'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iwanttogotoparis.blogspot.com/2007/06/vuittons-art.html' title='VUITTON&apos;S ART'/><author><name>Kasia Koniar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10325234745454939908</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-FL20NVkon8c/TxOGpYDXh5I/AAAAAAAACU4/Tz3_OgsRihQ/s220/kasia_koniar_moda_nextel.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_x2xzqYB7X8A/RmAX-TaXaVI/AAAAAAAAAEw/SjYpNz8l57w/s72-c/pp_34995.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36357889.post-3705280736500304409</id><published>2007-05-21T18:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-21T19:28:44.502-07:00</updated><title type='text'>WHAT ABOUT PACS?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_x2xzqYB7X8A/RlJVMzaXaUI/AAAAAAAAAEo/Bc38lBhLWPs/s1600-h/sarko_hannibal.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_x2xzqYB7X8A/RlJVMzaXaUI/AAAAAAAAAEo/Bc38lBhLWPs/s200/sarko_hannibal.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5067206209192814914" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of Monsieur Bean and of marriage, the question of &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;PACS&lt;/span&gt; popped up in my head!&lt;br /&gt;For those of you not familiar with the term, it is a form of civil union between two adults of the same or opposite sex possible in France. When it was first introduced in 1999 it solely concerned homosexual couples, but was quickly adopted by heterosexuals who did not wish to marry but wanted to benefit from some of the privileges such as filing joint income tax. Among a number of benefits it also allowed the occasionally foreign significant other to obtaining a specific visa (&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;vie privée et familiale&lt;/span&gt; ) that allowed him/her to reside and work in France legally. Naturally, in sync with the infamous French bureaucracy all of this required a mind boggling amount of time, proof and paper work, but in the end it gave the foreign part of the whole a certain amount of possibilities and rights. Now with Monsieur Sarkozy, aka Monsieur Bean, in power who knows what will become of &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;le PACS&lt;/span&gt;? How strict will the rules and regulations become? How long will foreign lovers have to wait for their visas? Will it even survive the reign of terror?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are a couple more blurbs on the subject:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://fr.wikipedia.org/wiki/Pacs"&gt;http://fr.wikipedia.org &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Pacte_civil_de_solidarité"&gt;http://en.wikipedia.org&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36357889-3705280736500304409?l=iwanttogotoparis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iwanttogotoparis.blogspot.com/feeds/3705280736500304409/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36357889&amp;postID=3705280736500304409' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36357889/posts/default/3705280736500304409'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36357889/posts/default/3705280736500304409'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iwanttogotoparis.blogspot.com/2007/05/what-about-pacs.html' title='WHAT ABOUT PACS?'/><author><name>Kasia Koniar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10325234745454939908</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-FL20NVkon8c/TxOGpYDXh5I/AAAAAAAACU4/Tz3_OgsRihQ/s220/kasia_koniar_moda_nextel.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_x2xzqYB7X8A/RlJVMzaXaUI/AAAAAAAAAEo/Bc38lBhLWPs/s72-c/sarko_hannibal.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36357889.post-7379116633272313983</id><published>2007-05-16T05:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-16T05:05:47.424-07:00</updated><title type='text'>FEAR AHEAD</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_x2xzqYB7X8A/RkrzITaXaTI/AAAAAAAAAEg/UPBZeVFTR8I/s1600-h/h_9_ill_910712_rentre.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_x2xzqYB7X8A/RkrzITaXaTI/AAAAAAAAAEg/UPBZeVFTR8I/s320/h_9_ill_910712_rentre.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5065128054906906930" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All foreigners, begin fearing NOW!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36357889-7379116633272313983?l=iwanttogotoparis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iwanttogotoparis.blogspot.com/feeds/7379116633272313983/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36357889&amp;postID=7379116633272313983' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36357889/posts/default/7379116633272313983'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36357889/posts/default/7379116633272313983'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iwanttogotoparis.blogspot.com/2007/05/fear-ahead.html' title='FEAR AHEAD'/><author><name>Kasia Koniar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10325234745454939908</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-FL20NVkon8c/TxOGpYDXh5I/AAAAAAAACU4/Tz3_OgsRihQ/s220/kasia_koniar_moda_nextel.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_x2xzqYB7X8A/RkrzITaXaTI/AAAAAAAAAEg/UPBZeVFTR8I/s72-c/h_9_ill_910712_rentre.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36357889.post-8739682049964156115</id><published>2007-05-10T17:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-10T17:41:00.637-07:00</updated><title type='text'>THE BLACK LACQUERED BISTRO</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_x2xzqYB7X8A/RkO6GarTwfI/AAAAAAAAAEY/90a91V91EU4/s1600-h/photo04.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_x2xzqYB7X8A/RkO6GarTwfI/AAAAAAAAAEY/90a91V91EU4/s200/photo04.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5063095025497522674" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Black Calvados officially opened its doors exactly one year ago, so it is still a relative newcomer to the 8th arrondissement. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It serves as a cantine to the likes of Jacquetta Wheeler, Charlotte Stockdale, Maria Carla Boscono, Ricardo Tisci, Nicolas Ghesquière, Stefano Pilati, Fabien Baron, Carine Roitfeld, Natalia Vodianova, as well as the rest of the beautiful bunch. Sounds a tad too pretentious? Maye, but a little snobbery never hurt anyone. The sleek spot is worth checking out at least for its unique décor, which features high-gloss lacquered walls and smooth metal surfaces. According to Nicolas Ghesquière’s comment, it is not quite a very Parisian spot but it is nice to have it in the city. I would agree. There is nothing quite like diversity of choice!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;The chef – Jerome Lorvellec of Nobu and Pershing Hall put together a spin on the American menu, so expect stuff like lobster rolls and mini Kobe hamburgers but also truffled mac n’ cheese. If you are short on funds, you can also make BC your spot for an apero. I wonder if the new president ever does?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;40 Ave Pierre 1 de Serbie&lt;br /&gt;Tél: 0145 44 73 73&lt;br /&gt;http://www.bc-paris.fr&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36357889-8739682049964156115?l=iwanttogotoparis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iwanttogotoparis.blogspot.com/feeds/8739682049964156115/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36357889&amp;postID=8739682049964156115' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36357889/posts/default/8739682049964156115'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36357889/posts/default/8739682049964156115'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iwanttogotoparis.blogspot.com/2007/05/black-lacquered-bistro.html' title='THE BLACK LACQUERED BISTRO'/><author><name>Kasia Koniar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10325234745454939908</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-FL20NVkon8c/TxOGpYDXh5I/AAAAAAAACU4/Tz3_OgsRihQ/s220/kasia_koniar_moda_nextel.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_x2xzqYB7X8A/RkO6GarTwfI/AAAAAAAAAEY/90a91V91EU4/s72-c/photo04.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36357889.post-2495332886775839114</id><published>2007-05-06T18:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-07T05:55:29.144-07:00</updated><title type='text'>SARCO PRESIDENT</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_x2xzqYB7X8A/Rj6BZqrTwdI/AAAAAAAAAEI/ViRg74GTEjQ/s1600-h/sarkozy2007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_x2xzqYB7X8A/Rj6BZqrTwdI/AAAAAAAAAEI/ViRg74GTEjQ/s200/sarkozy2007.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5061625309163667922" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In tune with the old French adage: &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Le roi est mort, vive le roi&lt;/span&gt;! - the king is dead, long live the king&lt;br /&gt;Nicolas Sarkozy, the conservative, beat the socialist, and possibly the first female president Miss Segolene Royale by 53,06 % to the throne, as the new president of the French Republic. The intensely fought presidential election saw an 85% turnout.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so the sweeping begins...read more &lt;a href="http://news.bbc.co.uk/2/hi/europe/6630797.stm"&gt;news.bbc.co.uk&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36357889-2495332886775839114?l=iwanttogotoparis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iwanttogotoparis.blogspot.com/feeds/2495332886775839114/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36357889&amp;postID=2495332886775839114' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36357889/posts/default/2495332886775839114'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36357889/posts/default/2495332886775839114'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iwanttogotoparis.blogspot.com/2007/05/sarco-president.html' title='SARCO PRESIDENT'/><author><name>Kasia Koniar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10325234745454939908</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-FL20NVkon8c/TxOGpYDXh5I/AAAAAAAACU4/Tz3_OgsRihQ/s220/kasia_koniar_moda_nextel.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_x2xzqYB7X8A/Rj6BZqrTwdI/AAAAAAAAAEI/ViRg74GTEjQ/s72-c/sarkozy2007.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36357889.post-1081741397593140240</id><published>2007-05-01T16:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-02T04:39:45.398-07:00</updated><title type='text'>CANNES IS 60</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_x2xzqYB7X8A/RjfQ5arTwbI/AAAAAAAAAD4/JQ8YVUvUeh4/s1600-h/s-cannes2007_2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_x2xzqYB7X8A/RjfQ5arTwbI/AAAAAAAAAD4/JQ8YVUvUeh4/s200/s-cannes2007_2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5059742391206134194" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cannes is Cannes, but this month, every year Cannes is an extension of Paris. The 60Th Cannes Film Festival, probably Europe's most prestigious film festival is upon us. The international clique descends to the sunny coast.&lt;br /&gt;From the red carpet, to the upcoming flicks, to the famed Canal+ interviews, this month is dedicated to the &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;septieme art&lt;/span&gt;, style and unforgettable parties we'll gladly read about at the check out line. To be the first to know tune in to: &lt;a href="http://www.festival-cannes.fr/index.php?langue=6002"&gt;www.festival-cannes.fr&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you are in France, the best source for the Festival related info is the TV channel dubbed Canal + or yellow journalism in magazines such as &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Gala&lt;/span&gt;, the French equivalent of &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;People&lt;/span&gt; and other such "fantastic" publications.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36357889-1081741397593140240?l=iwanttogotoparis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iwanttogotoparis.blogspot.com/feeds/1081741397593140240/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36357889&amp;postID=1081741397593140240' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36357889/posts/default/1081741397593140240'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36357889/posts/default/1081741397593140240'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iwanttogotoparis.blogspot.com/2007/05/cannes-is-60.html' title='CANNES IS 60'/><author><name>Kasia Koniar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10325234745454939908</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-FL20NVkon8c/TxOGpYDXh5I/AAAAAAAACU4/Tz3_OgsRihQ/s220/kasia_koniar_moda_nextel.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_x2xzqYB7X8A/RjfQ5arTwbI/AAAAAAAAAD4/JQ8YVUvUeh4/s72-c/s-cannes2007_2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36357889.post-7251501110242707606</id><published>2007-05-01T04:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-01T05:07:25.674-07:00</updated><title type='text'>CHILI FLAVORED LINDT</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_x2xzqYB7X8A/RjcpHarTwaI/AAAAAAAAADw/3AfbzHvp3oM/s1600-h/prod_chili.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_x2xzqYB7X8A/RjcpHarTwaI/AAAAAAAAADw/3AfbzHvp3oM/s200/prod_chili.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5059557913770836386" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just have to share this with you because it would be too selfish to keep to one self. Lindt, the Swiss chocolate maker just came out with a chili flavored dark bar - and it is quite simply mind blowing! Unfortunately it's impossible to get on the US website, although for everyone's sake I complained in a long letter, so hopefully they'll take me seriously.&lt;br /&gt;In the meantime, you can admire the astounding array of Lindt products on their French website &lt;a href="http://www.lindt.fr/364/367/384.asp"&gt;www.lindt.fr&lt;/a&gt; mmmm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Otherwise, if you are planning a trip to Paris this summer, all you'll have to do is walk into any Monoprix and the goodness will be at your fingertips.&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36357889-7251501110242707606?l=iwanttogotoparis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iwanttogotoparis.blogspot.com/feeds/7251501110242707606/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36357889&amp;postID=7251501110242707606' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36357889/posts/default/7251501110242707606'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36357889/posts/default/7251501110242707606'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iwanttogotoparis.blogspot.com/2007/05/chili-flavored-lindt.html' title='CHILI FLAVORED LINDT'/><author><name>Kasia Koniar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10325234745454939908</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-FL20NVkon8c/TxOGpYDXh5I/AAAAAAAACU4/Tz3_OgsRihQ/s220/kasia_koniar_moda_nextel.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_x2xzqYB7X8A/RjcpHarTwaI/AAAAAAAAADw/3AfbzHvp3oM/s72-c/prod_chili.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36357889.post-954495125889513300</id><published>2007-04-24T20:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-25T05:17:13.162-07:00</updated><title type='text'>JARRAR AT SCHERRER</title><content type='html'>The sometimes old world appeal of Paris just got a little hipper. Bouchra Jarrar, Nicholas Ghesquiere's right-hand woman is stepping into the shoes of the new artistic director at Jean Louis Scherrer. By the same token, the somewhat traditionally luxurious Parisian couture house, gets a rejuvenating injection.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hip metamorphosis ahead! Jarrar's impressive resume boasts a background in jewelery design for Jean Paul Gaultier before moving to Balenciaga, where she worked alongside Nicolas Ghesquiere for nearly ten years. Work is an understatement when you are the director of the studio and the man's confidante. Responsible for creating ready-to-wear and accessories, she is expected to make her debut for the brand in October for spring/summer 2008. My eyes will be fixed on the podiums.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36357889-954495125889513300?l=iwanttogotoparis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iwanttogotoparis.blogspot.com/feeds/954495125889513300/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36357889&amp;postID=954495125889513300' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36357889/posts/default/954495125889513300'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36357889/posts/default/954495125889513300'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iwanttogotoparis.blogspot.com/2007/04/jarrar-at-scherrer.html' title='JARRAR AT SCHERRER'/><author><name>Kasia Koniar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10325234745454939908</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-FL20NVkon8c/TxOGpYDXh5I/AAAAAAAACU4/Tz3_OgsRihQ/s220/kasia_koniar_moda_nextel.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36357889.post-3391573400820594233</id><published>2007-04-23T18:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-24T05:15:52.085-07:00</updated><title type='text'>CHOCOART</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_x2xzqYB7X8A/Ri1fsISHU4I/AAAAAAAAADo/vJzBzFDWTgs/s1600-h/image2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_x2xzqYB7X8A/Ri1fsISHU4I/AAAAAAAAADo/vJzBzFDWTgs/s200/image2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5056803168349279106" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We live in an era of perpetual recycling, sampling and morphing, hopefully not because we have run out of fresh, new ideas, but because occasionally certain unpredictable intermingling yields explosively grand results. Or so we hope. La « via chocolat » is a place between an art gallery and a chocolaterie, where skilled cocoasmiths from around the Gaul country display their edible treasures along side the quirky iron sculptures.&lt;br /&gt;Tacky or tempting? The call is yours.&lt;br /&gt;Unusual mixtures are also integrated in to the recipes, so if you are the curious, experimental type it might well be worth the detour. A psy-chocolat-ique analysis is on offer with plenty of cocoa related trivia. My palette will surely not oppose!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Le cho'room Via Chocolat&lt;br /&gt;5, rue Jean Baptiste Pigalle &lt;br /&gt;75009 PARIS &lt;br /&gt;01 45 26 12 73 &lt;br /&gt;Tuesday-Friday: 13H00 19H30 Saturday: 10H30 20H00&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="www.viachocolat.com"&gt;www.viachocolat.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36357889-3391573400820594233?l=iwanttogotoparis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iwanttogotoparis.blogspot.com/feeds/3391573400820594233/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36357889&amp;postID=3391573400820594233' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36357889/posts/default/3391573400820594233'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36357889/posts/default/3391573400820594233'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iwanttogotoparis.blogspot.com/2007/04/chocoart.html' title='CHOCOART'/><author><name>Kasia Koniar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10325234745454939908</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-FL20NVkon8c/TxOGpYDXh5I/AAAAAAAACU4/Tz3_OgsRihQ/s220/kasia_koniar_moda_nextel.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_x2xzqYB7X8A/Ri1fsISHU4I/AAAAAAAAADo/vJzBzFDWTgs/s72-c/image2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36357889.post-2170188786378520392</id><published>2007-04-23T06:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-23T06:45:47.792-07:00</updated><title type='text'>FRENCH ELECTIONS</title><content type='html'>I have already posted about the campaign conscious trends emerging on the Parisian runways, but what of the actual campaign?&lt;br /&gt;Here is a short scoop on last night's results: the French centre-right candidate Nicolas Sarkozy (garnering 31% of the vote) and Socialist Segolene Royal (who took 26%) - possibly France's first female leader, defeated 10 others in last night's ballot, with a record voter turnout of nearly 85%. A nice change following the disastrous results of the last campaign, when negligence to vote lead to surprisingly extreme results.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While we digest these results the contenders are off preparing for the second tour on May 6&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More politics: &lt;a href="http://news.bbc.co.uk/2/hi/europe/6582479.stm"&gt; http://news.bbc.co.uk&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36357889-2170188786378520392?l=iwanttogotoparis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iwanttogotoparis.blogspot.com/feeds/2170188786378520392/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36357889&amp;postID=2170188786378520392' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36357889/posts/default/2170188786378520392'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36357889/posts/default/2170188786378520392'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iwanttogotoparis.blogspot.com/2007/04/french-elections.html' title='FRENCH ELECTIONS'/><author><name>Kasia Koniar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10325234745454939908</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-FL20NVkon8c/TxOGpYDXh5I/AAAAAAAACU4/Tz3_OgsRihQ/s220/kasia_koniar_moda_nextel.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36357889.post-2871316193184770676</id><published>2007-04-10T19:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-10T19:59:36.354-07:00</updated><title type='text'>ATELIERS GUERLAIN</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_x2xzqYB7X8A/RhxNNKtdsNI/AAAAAAAAADg/jTXOEvSYrwo/s1600-h/guerlain-bg-16d79b38-90fa-44ef-836a-1277e81f1e89.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_x2xzqYB7X8A/RhxNNKtdsNI/AAAAAAAAADg/jTXOEvSYrwo/s200/guerlain-bg-16d79b38-90fa-44ef-836a-1277e81f1e89.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5051997770611536082" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you are a devotee of divine aromas and esteem that €180 is hardly an expense when it allows for penetration of the empire of the scents, then this is for you! Every friday, starting this coming May 2007, La Maison Guerlain, opens its creative ateliers to the public - expect the ateliers to surprise you with a little twist and a lot of marketing. &lt;br /&gt;Rendez-vous at the Champs Elyesees flagship store where a certain Carole Aymé, responsable of development, will propose olfactive games, short film projections and even a possible initiation into the universe of perfume making.  Two types of all day ateliers await your yearning schnoze - for adults and for kids, except the kids get lucky and get in for €35. Lunch is included!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maison Guerlain, &lt;br /&gt;68, avenue des Champs-Elysées, 75008 Paris.&lt;br /&gt;Tél : 01 45 62 52 57&lt;br /&gt;http://www.guerlain.com&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36357889-2871316193184770676?l=iwanttogotoparis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iwanttogotoparis.blogspot.com/feeds/2871316193184770676/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36357889&amp;postID=2871316193184770676' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36357889/posts/default/2871316193184770676'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36357889/posts/default/2871316193184770676'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iwanttogotoparis.blogspot.com/2007/04/ateliers-guerlain.html' title='ATELIERS GUERLAIN'/><author><name>Kasia Koniar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10325234745454939908</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-FL20NVkon8c/TxOGpYDXh5I/AAAAAAAACU4/Tz3_OgsRihQ/s220/kasia_koniar_moda_nextel.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_x2xzqYB7X8A/RhxNNKtdsNI/AAAAAAAAADg/jTXOEvSYrwo/s72-c/guerlain-bg-16d79b38-90fa-44ef-836a-1277e81f1e89.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36357889.post-5055806165109752732</id><published>2007-04-05T05:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-06T05:04:18.003-07:00</updated><title type='text'>CAMPAIGNING IN STYLE</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_x2xzqYB7X8A/RhTvovHTbRI/AAAAAAAAADY/2Wa3kNDUWPE/s1600-h/home.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_x2xzqYB7X8A/RhTvovHTbRI/AAAAAAAAADY/2Wa3kNDUWPE/s320/home.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5049924565310074130" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amid the chaos of the much publicized elections, torn between &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Monsieur Bayrou, Monsieur Sarkozy&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;la belle Mme Royale&lt;/span&gt;, France is maintaining their legendary revolutionary spirit and their sense of style.  In tune with the trends and the 2007 campaign, blue, white and red - the national colors - are all the rage. Check out this Chanel pre-collection bag disguised as the French flag!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Only 1, 350 €&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to read more about the elections click here &lt;a href="http://news.bbc.co.uk/2/hi/europe/6494789.stm"&gt;http://news.bbc.co.uk&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36357889-5055806165109752732?l=iwanttogotoparis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iwanttogotoparis.blogspot.com/feeds/5055806165109752732/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36357889&amp;postID=5055806165109752732' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36357889/posts/default/5055806165109752732'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36357889/posts/default/5055806165109752732'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iwanttogotoparis.blogspot.com/2007/04/campaigning-in-style.html' title='CAMPAIGNING IN STYLE'/><author><name>Kasia Koniar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10325234745454939908</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-FL20NVkon8c/TxOGpYDXh5I/AAAAAAAACU4/Tz3_OgsRihQ/s220/kasia_koniar_moda_nextel.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_x2xzqYB7X8A/RhTvovHTbRI/AAAAAAAAADY/2Wa3kNDUWPE/s72-c/home.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36357889.post-6579950119575364529</id><published>2007-03-30T05:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-01T07:53:28.894-07:00</updated><title type='text'>DINING AT MUSIC HALL</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_x2xzqYB7X8A/Rg0Bga-PU_I/AAAAAAAAADQ/aK_8fuhrTsw/s1600-h/image1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_x2xzqYB7X8A/Rg0Bga-PU_I/AAAAAAAAADQ/aK_8fuhrTsw/s200/image1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5047692413860008946" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Being in Europe feels to me on occasion like a stroll through a black and white dream. Everything is a little bit slower, a little bit lazier and of course, logically, more archaic. But there are places where one can go and peek into a world in technicolor.&lt;br /&gt;Music Hall's 'out there' atmosphere strives to provide entertainment as much in the form of a meal as it does with its decor. A little kitch, but nevertheless refreshing among a mass of classic bistros and brasseries. The 70 pop ambiance is a good mood booster and the food is, hmm, let's say nice; &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;tartar de thon&lt;/span&gt;, vegetable meli melo, or &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;fondant de chèvre frais&lt;/span&gt;. There is a piano bar but count on a dj to add to the psychedelic flavor. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Open daily&lt;br /&gt;11 am to 04 am&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;63 avenue Franklin Roosevelt - Paris 8e&lt;br /&gt;Tél : 01 45 61 03 63 &lt;br /&gt;Métro : Franklin Roosevelt&lt;br /&gt;www.music-hallparis.com&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36357889-6579950119575364529?l=iwanttogotoparis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iwanttogotoparis.blogspot.com/feeds/6579950119575364529/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36357889&amp;postID=6579950119575364529' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36357889/posts/default/6579950119575364529'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36357889/posts/default/6579950119575364529'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iwanttogotoparis.blogspot.com/2007/03/dining-at-music-hall.html' title='DINING AT MUSIC HALL'/><author><name>Kasia Koniar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10325234745454939908</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-FL20NVkon8c/TxOGpYDXh5I/AAAAAAAACU4/Tz3_OgsRihQ/s220/kasia_koniar_moda_nextel.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_x2xzqYB7X8A/Rg0Bga-PU_I/AAAAAAAAADQ/aK_8fuhrTsw/s72-c/image1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36357889.post-821449675925017940</id><published>2007-03-27T05:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-27T06:13:13.351-07:00</updated><title type='text'>OUI TO WIFI</title><content type='html'>the hiatus from the blogosphere was absolutely not of my own will, but rather due to the unpredictable events life orchestrates from time to time. As it turns out, I actually missed it! &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Donc, me voile à nouveau&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, back to things of importance. If you have not yet heard Paris is ambitiously striving for a &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;révolution numérique&lt;/span&gt; and will soon become one of the world's most wired capitals. The plan is to balnket the city with a free wireless network operated by private companies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bertrand Delanoe, the city's mayor told the press "We will act fast and firmly... to create the most favorable conditions for Paris. It is a decisive tool for international competition and thus important for the city." Rumor has it that the system will be up and running by the end of next year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The city also plans to open &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Espaces publics Numériques&lt;/span&gt; in numerous arrondissements, which will allow people to use computers and take classes on computing and Internet technology. The goal is to make Paris one of the top digital cities on earth in the next decade, a move that could help the city stay competitive in the global labor market.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you noticed how the parisians always want a revolution?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36357889-821449675925017940?l=iwanttogotoparis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iwanttogotoparis.blogspot.com/feeds/821449675925017940/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36357889&amp;postID=821449675925017940' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36357889/posts/default/821449675925017940'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36357889/posts/default/821449675925017940'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iwanttogotoparis.blogspot.com/2007/03/oui-to-wifi.html' title='OUI TO WIFI'/><author><name>Kasia Koniar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10325234745454939908</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-FL20NVkon8c/TxOGpYDXh5I/AAAAAAAACU4/Tz3_OgsRihQ/s220/kasia_koniar_moda_nextel.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36357889.post-115396429920247774</id><published>2007-03-15T19:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-15T19:44:45.112-07:00</updated><title type='text'>ROYALTY OF STYLE DECRYPTS 2008 WINTER COLLECTIONS</title><content type='html'>Carine Roitfeld – The Editor in Chief, and Emmanuelle Alt – The Fashion Editor of Vogue Paris have just participated in a series of new video style sessions available exclusively on vogue.fr. Each interview decodes fashion’s hottest styles and trends from luxury trailblazers such as Louis Vuitton, YSL, Christian Dior, Lanvin, and Comme des Garçons, right as they unfold on the runway. You basically get the scoop commented by fashion's two most prominent editors! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Check it out:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href"http://www.vogue.fr/pages/htmlv8.asp?url=/mode/tendances/2007/02/carine/defiles_carine.html&amp;pub=1&amp;idRub=103&amp;mc=Tendances&amp;cm_section1=mode&amp;cm_rubrique=mode_tendances"&gt; http://www.vogue.fr &lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36357889-115396429920247774?l=iwanttogotoparis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iwanttogotoparis.blogspot.com/feeds/115396429920247774/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36357889&amp;postID=115396429920247774' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36357889/posts/default/115396429920247774'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36357889/posts/default/115396429920247774'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iwanttogotoparis.blogspot.com/2007/03/royalty-of-style-decrypts-2008-winter.html' title='ROYALTY OF STYLE DECRYPTS 2008 WINTER COLLECTIONS'/><author><name>Kasia Koniar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10325234745454939908</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-FL20NVkon8c/TxOGpYDXh5I/AAAAAAAACU4/Tz3_OgsRihQ/s220/kasia_koniar_moda_nextel.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36357889.post-1356262971735616669</id><published>2007-03-06T05:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-03-07T05:32:51.148-08:00</updated><title type='text'>THEYSKENS PREOCCUPIED</title><content type='html'>I wish some designers, in particular Theyskens, were less preoccupied with addressing anything (such as the streets need for casual gear, or a more commercial slant) besides their visionary poetics.&lt;br /&gt;Proof: Theyskens March 4, 2007 collection for Nina Ricci; a strangely sloppy assemblage, thankfully saved by the finale made up of his signature gowns, the thing he loves making most. Without fail love translates to beauty. Keep the beauty alive!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.style.com/fashionshows/collections/F2007RTW/review/NRICCI"&gt; www.style.com &lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36357889-1356262971735616669?l=iwanttogotoparis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iwanttogotoparis.blogspot.com/feeds/1356262971735616669/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36357889&amp;postID=1356262971735616669' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36357889/posts/default/1356262971735616669'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36357889/posts/default/1356262971735616669'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iwanttogotoparis.blogspot.com/2007/03/theyskens-preoccupied.html' title='THEYSKENS PREOCCUPIED'/><author><name>Kasia Koniar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10325234745454939908</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-FL20NVkon8c/TxOGpYDXh5I/AAAAAAAACU4/Tz3_OgsRihQ/s220/kasia_koniar_moda_nextel.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36357889.post-7677591562945721018</id><published>2007-03-03T06:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-03-03T06:29:51.437-08:00</updated><title type='text'>GALLIEROCK</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_x2xzqYB7X8A/RemGV9pgHqI/AAAAAAAAADA/r760nKow-VI/s1600-h/castelbajac-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_x2xzqYB7X8A/RemGV9pgHqI/AAAAAAAAADA/r760nKow-VI/s200/castelbajac-1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5037705370074619554" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Musée Galliera is presently closed. However, it will soon open its gates to honor, for the first time ever, the semi forgotten French designer, star of the 80's, Jean-Charles de Castelbajac.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As kitsch and surreal as ever, the emperor of overplay invites you into a space on heavy vitamin overdose! A giant Rubik’s® cube pulsates with acidic colors. Napoléonic, Jean d'Arc-ish and other historic elements blend with some of his sellouts such as teddy bear adorned sweaters, rock icons and cartoons, ponchos for two, postcard raincoats and other visual farrago! A compilation from the 40 years of art and pop-culture inspired labor. Gallierock gave JC/DC carte blanche, and he took them up on it choreographing and producing the whole endeavor. Bring a pair of sunglasses!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7 April – 29 July 2007&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10 avenue Pierre 1er de Serbie&lt;br /&gt;75116 PARIS&lt;br /&gt;Near Trocadéro&lt;br /&gt;Metro: 9 Alma-Marceau, Iéna&lt;br /&gt;Open every day except Monday between 10:00 and 6:00&lt;br /&gt;7€ or reduced 5,50€&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36357889-7677591562945721018?l=iwanttogotoparis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iwanttogotoparis.blogspot.com/feeds/7677591562945721018/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36357889&amp;postID=7677591562945721018' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36357889/posts/default/7677591562945721018'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36357889/posts/default/7677591562945721018'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iwanttogotoparis.blogspot.com/2007/03/gallierock.html' title='GALLIEROCK'/><author><name>Kasia Koniar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10325234745454939908</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-FL20NVkon8c/TxOGpYDXh5I/AAAAAAAACU4/Tz3_OgsRihQ/s220/kasia_koniar_moda_nextel.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_x2xzqYB7X8A/RemGV9pgHqI/AAAAAAAAADA/r760nKow-VI/s72-c/castelbajac-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36357889.post-6110508376664455534</id><published>2007-02-27T18:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-27T19:09:13.594-08:00</updated><title type='text'>JEAN PAUL GAULTIER DANCES WITH CHOPINOT</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_x2xzqYB7X8A/ReTuOFeAI1I/AAAAAAAAACg/-y0s6g3TJaE/s1600-h/Gaultier_Saporta.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_x2xzqYB7X8A/ReTuOFeAI1I/AAAAAAAAACg/-y0s6g3TJaE/s320/Gaultier_Saporta.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5036412209060651858" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jean-Paul Gaultier has always blown me away and I want to stress that it is not a bloated statement of ass kissing of some sort.&lt;br /&gt;An architecht of clothing, he makes of a dress a perfect construction of poetry, imagination and shape.&lt;br /&gt;I always went to his shows, especially the &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Couture&lt;/span&gt; ones, as if I were going to the theater. When I learned that he has also assembled costumes for over 18 ballets choreographed by Régine Chopinot between 1983 and 1994, I wasn't surprised one bit.  In my eyes he has long mastered the art of the spectacle and motion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This year marks a round 30 years of a spectacular career, and symbolically the dance costumes JPG built are about to leave the  &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Centre chorégraphique de La Rochelle&lt;/span&gt; for the famous Parisian &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;musée de la Mode et du Textile&lt;/span&gt; to star in their own show, an homage to the creative collaboration between the designer and the choreographer. As a little treat the expo will also feature a few &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Haute Couture&lt;/span&gt; pieces&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;March 22 - September 23, 2007&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Les Arts Décoratifs:  107, rue de Rivoli 75001 Paris - tél. : 01 44 55 57 50&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.lesartsdecoratifs.fr/fr/02museemode/index.html"&gt;www.lesartsdecoratifs.fr &lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36357889-6110508376664455534?l=iwanttogotoparis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iwanttogotoparis.blogspot.com/feeds/6110508376664455534/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36357889&amp;postID=6110508376664455534' title='30 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36357889/posts/default/6110508376664455534'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36357889/posts/default/6110508376664455534'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iwanttogotoparis.blogspot.com/2007/02/jean-paul-gaultier-dances-with-chopinot.html' title='JEAN PAUL GAULTIER DANCES WITH CHOPINOT'/><author><name>Kasia Koniar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10325234745454939908</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-FL20NVkon8c/TxOGpYDXh5I/AAAAAAAACU4/Tz3_OgsRihQ/s220/kasia_koniar_moda_nextel.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_x2xzqYB7X8A/ReTuOFeAI1I/AAAAAAAAACg/-y0s6g3TJaE/s72-c/Gaultier_Saporta.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>30</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36357889.post-6218406909981721730</id><published>2007-02-25T11:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-25T11:27:56.493-08:00</updated><title type='text'>WHO THE HELL...</title><content type='html'>Who am I writing for?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On average about 30 of you tune in to the blog on daily basis, but I reckon half of you end up here by accident.&lt;br /&gt;The question has irked me suddenly.&lt;br /&gt;Ultimately, I assume that like most bloggers, I write for myself.&lt;br /&gt;Writing is an act of ego and I might as well admit it.&lt;br /&gt;Thereby, it is safe to say that I use its energy to keep my love and respect for the city going and if by coincidence you get any pleasure or help out of it, then all the better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vive Paris! Vive l'égocentricité!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36357889-6218406909981721730?l=iwanttogotoparis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iwanttogotoparis.blogspot.com/feeds/6218406909981721730/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36357889&amp;postID=6218406909981721730' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36357889/posts/default/6218406909981721730'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36357889/posts/default/6218406909981721730'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iwanttogotoparis.blogspot.com/2007/02/who-hell.html' title='WHO THE HELL...'/><author><name>Kasia Koniar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10325234745454939908</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-FL20NVkon8c/TxOGpYDXh5I/AAAAAAAACU4/Tz3_OgsRihQ/s220/kasia_koniar_moda_nextel.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36357889.post-4731442090238918559</id><published>2007-02-24T06:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-24T07:20:01.602-08:00</updated><title type='text'>THE UNFORTUNATE SEX APPEAL OF A WASHING MACHINE</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_x2xzqYB7X8A/ReBXL9Xs9JI/AAAAAAAAACI/YhMNwT62Eo4/s1600-h/Prehome.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_x2xzqYB7X8A/ReBXL9Xs9JI/AAAAAAAAACI/YhMNwT62Eo4/s320/Prehome.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5035120246364370066" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As much as I admire the coquette spirit of Chantal Thomas, I must say that the French, including her, are not exempt from occasional episodes of &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;le mauvais gout&lt;/span&gt;. This said, the queen of lingerie and the brand Vedette, have teamed up to create this monster of tastelessness: a Chantal Thomas washing machine in Swarovski crystal embellished pink satin. Thankfully this mistake was only made in limited edition. It appears to be a form of temporary insanity on the designer's part, and will hopefully slip into the shadow of oblivion without further ado.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;€850&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.vedetteparchantalthomass.com"&gt;www.vedetteparchantalthomass.com &lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36357889-4731442090238918559?l=iwanttogotoparis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iwanttogotoparis.blogspot.com/feeds/4731442090238918559/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36357889&amp;postID=4731442090238918559' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36357889/posts/default/4731442090238918559'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36357889/posts/default/4731442090238918559'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iwanttogotoparis.blogspot.com/2007/02/as-much-as-i-admire-coquette-spirit-of.html' title='THE UNFORTUNATE SEX APPEAL OF A WASHING MACHINE'/><author><name>Kasia Koniar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10325234745454939908</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-FL20NVkon8c/TxOGpYDXh5I/AAAAAAAACU4/Tz3_OgsRihQ/s220/kasia_koniar_moda_nextel.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_x2xzqYB7X8A/ReBXL9Xs9JI/AAAAAAAAACI/YhMNwT62Eo4/s72-c/Prehome.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36357889.post-3970391125729612413</id><published>2007-02-17T05:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-17T06:07:27.745-08:00</updated><title type='text'>LIVING ON THE SEINE</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_x2xzqYB7X8A/RdcLUcPQhKI/AAAAAAAAABg/9DzxRng6NLU/s1600-h/pic-notre-dame-boat.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_x2xzqYB7X8A/RdcLUcPQhKI/AAAAAAAAABg/9DzxRng6NLU/s320/pic-notre-dame-boat.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5032503554415297698" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why sleep in a hotel when you can have your own &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;peniche&lt;/span&gt;, houseboat, moored on the Seine river?&lt;br /&gt;I am not talking about the commercial giants that serve for hostig dinners, or party rentals, but about private floating residences. The Seine is a popular place for soirées, tourist trips, concerts but is also home to many. There is even a special police squad that guards the river and its inhabitants. I've heard many stories of people who chose to sell their Parisian apartments or homes and purchase boats to live in, with all it may entail. But if you just want the experience, without the commitment, you can rent one over the weekend, vacation trip, or if it rocks your boat, even a long term rental. It's absolutely unforgettable to just croll out of your cabin and have breakfast while basking in the sun, admiring Notre Dame or the &lt;br /&gt;many Bridges of the City.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.parisattitude.com/apartment.asp?numProduit=418"&gt;www.parisattitude.com &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.paris-yacht.com/en/how-to-rent.php"&gt; www.paris-yacht.com &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.paristay.com/paris-apartment-rental/1026/Jardin%20des%20Plantes/75013/canal-boat-peniche-in-duplex-rental-paris-vacation-short-long-term.html"&gt; www.paristay.com &lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36357889-3970391125729612413?l=iwanttogotoparis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iwanttogotoparis.blogspot.com/feeds/3970391125729612413/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36357889&amp;postID=3970391125729612413' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36357889/posts/default/3970391125729612413'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36357889/posts/default/3970391125729612413'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iwanttogotoparis.blogspot.com/2007/02/living-on-seine.html' title='LIVING ON THE SEINE'/><author><name>Kasia Koniar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10325234745454939908</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-FL20NVkon8c/TxOGpYDXh5I/AAAAAAAACU4/Tz3_OgsRihQ/s220/kasia_koniar_moda_nextel.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_x2xzqYB7X8A/RdcLUcPQhKI/AAAAAAAAABg/9DzxRng6NLU/s72-c/pic-notre-dame-boat.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36357889.post-8498643581147689368</id><published>2007-02-13T17:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-13T19:41:57.760-08:00</updated><title type='text'>IN THE MOOD FOR LOVE</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_x2xzqYB7X8A/RdJn98PQhHI/AAAAAAAAABA/yhUQO9PKHAU/s1600-h/12612.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_x2xzqYB7X8A/RdJn98PQhHI/AAAAAAAAABA/yhUQO9PKHAU/s320/12612.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5031198047566070898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_x2xzqYB7X8A/RdKEkMPQhII/AAAAAAAAABM/mZurrLS0x0E/s1600-h/images.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_x2xzqYB7X8A/RdKEkMPQhII/AAAAAAAAABM/mZurrLS0x0E/s320/images.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5031229491021644930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah! Valentine's day, one of the most commercial holidays of all, void of romanticism, which to me embodies surprise, spontaneity and will, not an obligation! In any case, it's a reminder that we should all be hopeless romantics, at least once a year, and ushers us to buy and give, or to feel miserable if there is no one on the receiving end. This ritual has the French business and restaurant owners grinning, because since a few years the holiday has gained popularity in Gaulle country as well!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thankfully, mayor Bertrand Delanoë has established a very poetic way to mark the occasion, so now there is more than just predictable candle lit dinners, chocolate covered strawberries and senseless consumerism. The Parisian town hall allocates the use of the city's 170 luminous announcement boards across the 20 districts, to love!&lt;br /&gt;The panels, generally used for mundane city information, carry words of tenderness, from declarations of  infatuation to marriage proposals.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can deposit your message from the beginning of February onwards on the &lt;a href="http://www.paris.fr/"&gt;www.paris.fr &lt;/a&gt; website, and since love has been modernized this year you can also send in a 30-second video messages and tell the entire city how you really feel!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Great tactic for getting Paris in the mood for love&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36357889-8498643581147689368?l=iwanttogotoparis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iwanttogotoparis.blogspot.com/feeds/8498643581147689368/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36357889&amp;postID=8498643581147689368' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36357889/posts/default/8498643581147689368'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36357889/posts/default/8498643581147689368'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iwanttogotoparis.blogspot.com/2007/02/paris-in-mood-for-love.html' title='IN THE MOOD FOR LOVE'/><author><name>Kasia Koniar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10325234745454939908</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-FL20NVkon8c/TxOGpYDXh5I/AAAAAAAACU4/Tz3_OgsRihQ/s220/kasia_koniar_moda_nextel.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_x2xzqYB7X8A/RdJn98PQhHI/AAAAAAAAABA/yhUQO9PKHAU/s72-c/12612.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36357889.post-3581392435544714099</id><published>2007-02-12T20:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-15T20:38:20.133-08:00</updated><title type='text'>PARIS FOR PHOTOGRAPHERS</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_x2xzqYB7X8A/RdFAdcPQhGI/AAAAAAAAAAw/kUa4I0sGl0w/s1600-h/HCB1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_x2xzqYB7X8A/RdFAdcPQhGI/AAAAAAAAAAw/kUa4I0sGl0w/s320/HCB1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5030873133290128482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;La chambre claire&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Penn, Avedon, Cartier Bresson, Betina Rheims they are all there in black and white, color, English, and French, large and pocket editions...&lt;french and="" german=""&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If photography, information and aesthetics rock your boat then don't pass this address. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Mais attention&lt;/span&gt;, the English editions are twice as expensive as what you'll find in the US, focus your eye on the French stuff and you'll be getting a bargain!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14 rue St Suplice, 75006&lt;br /&gt;0146340431&lt;br /&gt;Metro:Odeon&lt;br /&gt;Mon 2-7/ Tue-Fri 10-7&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For equipment take a stroll down &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Bd Beaumarchais&lt;/span&gt; towards Place de la Republique,&lt;br /&gt;it is known for its many professional photography shops and even refered to as le boulevard des photographes&lt;br /&gt;Metro: Bastille&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Fondation Cartier Bresson&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;An homage to the man who brilliantly captured  the true face of an era and caught &lt;/french&gt;moments of spontaneity effortlessly. Expos, conferences, and more, &lt;french and="" german=""&gt;this place is a must for an aspiring shooter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 Impasse Lebouis, Paris 75014&lt;br /&gt;Metro: Gaité&lt;br /&gt;Tél: 56 80 27 00&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.henricartierbresson.org/"&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/french&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.henricartierbresson.org/"&gt;www.henricartierbresson.org &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;french and="" german=""&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Musée de La Publicite&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For an eye ball masturbation session check out the terribly cool collection of images from the beginning of the century up until this very day, on display at the Parisian museum of advertisement.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;107 rue de Rivoli , 75001 Paris &lt;br /&gt;Métro: Palais Royal&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/french&gt;Tél: 01 44 55 57 50 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;french and="" german=""&gt;&lt;/french&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.museedelapub.org/"&gt; www.museedelapub.org  &lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36357889-3581392435544714099?l=iwanttogotoparis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iwanttogotoparis.blogspot.com/feeds/3581392435544714099/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36357889&amp;postID=3581392435544714099' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36357889/posts/default/3581392435544714099'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36357889/posts/default/3581392435544714099'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iwanttogotoparis.blogspot.com/2007/02/paris-for-photographers.html' title='PARIS FOR PHOTOGRAPHERS'/><author><name>Kasia Koniar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10325234745454939908</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-FL20NVkon8c/TxOGpYDXh5I/AAAAAAAACU4/Tz3_OgsRihQ/s220/kasia_koniar_moda_nextel.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_x2xzqYB7X8A/RdFAdcPQhGI/AAAAAAAAAAw/kUa4I0sGl0w/s72-c/HCB1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36357889.post-2664417601150312388</id><published>2007-02-09T21:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-13T19:15:30.765-08:00</updated><title type='text'>LES MATINS D'UN BON VIVANT</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_x2xzqYB7X8A/Rc1ZJ8PQhEI/AAAAAAAAAAY/ZtWJYs0ZUwE/s1600-h/paris_dawn.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_x2xzqYB7X8A/Rc1ZJ8PQhEI/AAAAAAAAAAY/ZtWJYs0ZUwE/s400/paris_dawn.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5029774386166531138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are two fabulous perks about waking up early in Paris:&lt;br /&gt;warm croissants and mind blowing beauty just like this!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. A good place for both is an early morning treat at the foot of Sacré Coeur&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://portfolio.kevinthom.com/travel/paris_dawn"&gt; more beauty here &lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36357889-2664417601150312388?l=iwanttogotoparis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iwanttogotoparis.blogspot.com/feeds/2664417601150312388/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36357889&amp;postID=2664417601150312388' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36357889/posts/default/2664417601150312388'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36357889/posts/default/2664417601150312388'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iwanttogotoparis.blogspot.com/2007/02/there-are-two-fabulous-perks-about.html' title='LES MATINS D&apos;UN BON VIVANT'/><author><name>Kasia Koniar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10325234745454939908</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-FL20NVkon8c/TxOGpYDXh5I/AAAAAAAACU4/Tz3_OgsRihQ/s220/kasia_koniar_moda_nextel.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_x2xzqYB7X8A/Rc1ZJ8PQhEI/AAAAAAAAAAY/ZtWJYs0ZUwE/s72-c/paris_dawn.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36357889.post-117051625781619914</id><published>2007-02-03T07:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-06T19:07:48.506-08:00</updated><title type='text'>PARIS DAILY PHOTO</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5235/4062/1600/906080/KIF_4012.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5235/4062/400/172745/KIF_4012.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love these postcard images of Paris, they are proof of a cliché ridden reality, but also evoke memories of that wonderfully fantastic world of Amelie Poulin!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://parisdailyphoto.blogspot.com/2006/11/again-and-again.html#links"&gt;ParisDailyPhoto: Again and again&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36357889-117051625781619914?l=iwanttogotoparis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iwanttogotoparis.blogspot.com/feeds/117051625781619914/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36357889&amp;postID=117051625781619914' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36357889/posts/default/117051625781619914'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36357889/posts/default/117051625781619914'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iwanttogotoparis.blogspot.com/2007/02/paris-daily-photo.html' title='PARIS DAILY PHOTO'/><author><name>Kasia Koniar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10325234745454939908</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-FL20NVkon8c/TxOGpYDXh5I/AAAAAAAACU4/Tz3_OgsRihQ/s220/kasia_koniar_moda_nextel.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36357889.post-117039596163648299</id><published>2007-02-01T21:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-15T20:31:31.912-08:00</updated><title type='text'>TARGET MEETS COLETTE</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5235/4062/1600/684548/18m.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5235/4062/320/196388/18m.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a very unlikely encounter and yet here it is!&lt;br /&gt;The middle-American giant's limited edition Proenza Schouler collection will be featured at the Parisian über-chic boutique Colette in just a few days, and as usual with Colette, for just a few days. To be more precise, this lightly priced collection €10 - €108 will be available from February 19 - march 3 2007.&lt;br /&gt;For those on the American side of the pond, shock aside, this is not as big of a deal as it is for the Frenchies, who know nothing of either Target or Proenza.&lt;br /&gt;Americans can enjoy the collection online for 90 days starting Februay 1st!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good job Target!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.colette.fr"&gt; www.colette.fr &lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36357889-117039596163648299?l=iwanttogotoparis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iwanttogotoparis.blogspot.com/feeds/117039596163648299/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36357889&amp;postID=117039596163648299' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36357889/posts/default/117039596163648299'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36357889/posts/default/117039596163648299'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iwanttogotoparis.blogspot.com/2007/02/target-meets-colette.html' title='TARGET MEETS COLETTE'/><author><name>Kasia Koniar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10325234745454939908</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-FL20NVkon8c/TxOGpYDXh5I/AAAAAAAACU4/Tz3_OgsRihQ/s220/kasia_koniar_moda_nextel.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36357889.post-116961857205825743</id><published>2007-01-23T20:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-24T07:35:04.086-08:00</updated><title type='text'>PERFUME MAKING WORKSHOP</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5235/4062/1600/204596/images.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5235/4062/400/395475/images.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A nebulous memory came back to me recently, as I was writing an article on perfume and perfume making. I remembered that a three-hour €95 perfume-making workshop is offered at the upstairs studio of the master perfumer L'Artisan Parfumeur flagship store. The class is offered sporadically, so do check in advance if you are interested in taking it. L'Artisan Parfumeur is a company founded by Jean Laporte in 1976, it features a range of lovely and unique eaux de toilette, much unlike the mass produced designer scents you can smell on everyone. They also carry home fragrances and fragrant objects. Though it's not Creed or Jean Patou it's well worth checking out, even if just for the workshop and the view from its window.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;L'Artisan Parfumeur&lt;br /&gt;2 rue de l'Amiral de Coligny&lt;br /&gt;75001 Paris&lt;br /&gt;Metro: Louvre Rivoli&lt;br /&gt;Tél: 01 44 88 27 50&lt;br /&gt;Mon-Sat: 10:00-7:00&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href"=http://www.lartisanparfumeur.com"&gt; www.lartisanparfumeur.com &lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36357889-116961857205825743?l=iwanttogotoparis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iwanttogotoparis.blogspot.com/feeds/116961857205825743/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36357889&amp;postID=116961857205825743' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36357889/posts/default/116961857205825743'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36357889/posts/default/116961857205825743'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iwanttogotoparis.blogspot.com/2007/01/perfume-making-workshop.html' title='PERFUME MAKING WORKSHOP'/><author><name>Kasia Koniar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10325234745454939908</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-FL20NVkon8c/TxOGpYDXh5I/AAAAAAAACU4/Tz3_OgsRihQ/s220/kasia_koniar_moda_nextel.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36357889.post-116829881897278937</id><published>2007-01-08T15:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-10T17:51:05.766-08:00</updated><title type='text'>STOHRER: taste of Parisian decadence</title><content type='html'>If you dig old anecdotes and trivia here is a little one for you:&lt;br /&gt;Apparently when the polish princess Marie Leszczynska married king Louis XV she brought her favorite pastry chef with her. This certain Mr. Stohrer sojourned in Versailles for a few years, and during that time created one of those sugary, gluey treats you’ll encounter at Parisian boulangeries and patisseries. The Rhum Baba, is a rich cake soaked in rum and if that wasn’t enough topped wit whipped cream. In 1730 he opened a pastry shop at 51 rue Montorgeueil, and guess what? The shop still stands today. I was told that an army of chefs bakes the delicacy from the original 18th century recipe. The interior of the shop is not to be overlooked; Paul Baudry, the decorator of Opera Garnier, decorated it in 1864&lt;br /&gt;51 rue Montorgueil, 2eme 01 42 33 38 20 7:30-8:30&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a herf="http://www.stohrer.fr"&gt; http://www.stohrer.fr&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yum-yum!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36357889-116829881897278937?l=iwanttogotoparis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iwanttogotoparis.blogspot.com/feeds/116829881897278937/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36357889&amp;postID=116829881897278937' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36357889/posts/default/116829881897278937'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36357889/posts/default/116829881897278937'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iwanttogotoparis.blogspot.com/2007/01/stohrer-taste-of-parisian-decadence.html' title='STOHRER: taste of Parisian decadence'/><author><name>Kasia Koniar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10325234745454939908</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-FL20NVkon8c/TxOGpYDXh5I/AAAAAAAACU4/Tz3_OgsRihQ/s220/kasia_koniar_moda_nextel.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36357889.post-116829841452106741</id><published>2007-01-08T15:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-16T20:50:18.726-08:00</updated><title type='text'>VINTAGE PARISIAN POSTERS</title><content type='html'>If you're a nostalgic and a fan of things from the past such as vintage advertising posters then don't miss this amazing address. At A L'imagerie  you 'll find posters ranging as far as La Belle Epoque, Art Nouveau, Art Deco, as well as hip 50's, 60's treats.&lt;br /&gt;They buy sell and restore, plus are used to shipping to the US!&lt;br /&gt;Make sure to ask to see their print and drawing collection.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5 rue guy Moquet, 75017&lt;br /&gt;0143251866&lt;br /&gt;www.alimagerie.com&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5235/4062/1600/730160/bottom_bar.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5235/4062/400/870921/bottom_bar.gif" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36357889-116829841452106741?l=iwanttogotoparis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iwanttogotoparis.blogspot.com/feeds/116829841452106741/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36357889&amp;postID=116829841452106741' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36357889/posts/default/116829841452106741'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36357889/posts/default/116829841452106741'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iwanttogotoparis.blogspot.com/2007/01/vintage-parisian-posters.html' title='VINTAGE PARISIAN POSTERS'/><author><name>Kasia Koniar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10325234745454939908</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-FL20NVkon8c/TxOGpYDXh5I/AAAAAAAACU4/Tz3_OgsRihQ/s220/kasia_koniar_moda_nextel.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36357889.post-116828717964077030</id><published>2007-01-08T12:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-08T12:32:56.010-08:00</updated><title type='text'>USING CELL PHONES IN FRANCE</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5235/4062/1600/819563/index_01.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5235/4062/400/451104/index_01.gif" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To use your cell phone in Europe it has to conform to a few standards first, and the roaming fees just might ruin you. So be careful and sure to check with your provider if you need to activate overseas roaming, or if you can get onto a French network for far less money!!! Otherwise be prepared for a small financial disaster!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In order to work in Europe your &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;portable&lt;/span&gt; (cell phone)needs to:&lt;br /&gt;1) Be a &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;tri-band phone&lt;/span&gt;, meaning that it can work on the band in France. &lt;br /&gt;U.S. cellphones are on the 1900 band, but Europe uses 900 and 1800 bands.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) You need a &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;GSM phone&lt;/span&gt;, short for Global System for Mobile Technology, a standard in Europe. While some English speaking countries commonly use this ( like the U.K.), most phones in the U.S. are not GSM. &lt;br /&gt;AT&amp;T, Cingular and T-Mobile are the carriers that either are GSM or are switching to it. If you have a newer phone from these carriers, you probably have a GSM phone. If you have Sprint or Nextel, you most likely don’t but they may offer GSM phones for rent so make sure to ask.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) Check to see if your wireless company has arrangements for using your phone overseas (Cingular, AT&amp;T and T-Mobile do, but it MUST be activated by contacting them first). If it doesn't, you can find several companies online that will &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;unlock your phone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://cellphones.about.com/od/thecellularfaq/f/cf_unlock.htm"&gt; http://cellphones.about.com &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So if you  lucked out and your phone is unlocked, tri-band and GSM, the next step is to purchase a pre-paid SIM card for 30 euros when you arrive in France. (DO save the existing SIM card you’ll need it when you return home). These pre-paid SIM cards can be purchased in mobile phone shops in France (the primary companies are Orange, Bouygues Telecom and SFR). You can also purchase these before you go from Internet companies such as &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.cellularabroad.com"&gt;http://www.cellularabroad.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If your phone isn't ready for international jet setting, you can buy phones that will work anywhere in the world at these Internet shops as well. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Otherwise rent a phone for travel; T-Mobile has such offers. You can also rent phones in France once you arrive. Many airports now have stands where you can rent phones near or at the car rental desks Last I heard &lt;a href="http://www.fonquest.com"&gt;http://www.fonquest.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had a stand at the Charles De Gaulle airport - Terminal 2D. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can also go to :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://cellularexpressphonerentals.com"&gt;http://cellularexpressphonerentals.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://intouchglobal.com"&gt;http://intouchglobal.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.fonlight.fr/index.php?lang=en"&gt;http://www.fonlight.fr &lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36357889-116828717964077030?l=iwanttogotoparis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iwanttogotoparis.blogspot.com/feeds/116828717964077030/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36357889&amp;postID=116828717964077030' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36357889/posts/default/116828717964077030'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36357889/posts/default/116828717964077030'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iwanttogotoparis.blogspot.com/2007/01/using-cell-phones-in-france.html' title='USING CELL PHONES IN FRANCE'/><author><name>Kasia Koniar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10325234745454939908</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-FL20NVkon8c/TxOGpYDXh5I/AAAAAAAACU4/Tz3_OgsRihQ/s220/kasia_koniar_moda_nextel.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36357889.post-116779420943396971</id><published>2007-01-02T18:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-02T21:14:48.933-08:00</updated><title type='text'>BEING VEGETARIAN IN PARIS</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5235/4062/1600/31842/vegetarian.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5235/4062/320/116578/vegetarian.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’ve decided to write about being vegetarian in Paris not because the matter concerns me, as I am a carnivorous beast, but because several requests were sent to me and because being vegetarian in Paris is not always a breeze.&lt;br /&gt;The flesh loving (excuse the pun) French known for their refined cuisine have made their name on specialties such as boeuf bourguignon, le foie gras, les terrines and les andouillettes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On one hand Parisians enjoy meat, on the other they truly tend to their health and figure, and so you will notice that people may order a steak tartar with mounds of green salad, or liver with veggies on the side. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Being vegetarian and eating healthy in Paris is also a matter of contradictions.&lt;br /&gt;On one hand you will find a large number of « Bio » stores, (health food stores) scattered around town, as well as fabulous bio products at practically every super market you go to. On the other hand finding vegetarian or vegan restaurants in the city is no small feat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So here is a small compilation of addresses and brands you might enjoy, just in case tripes, hearts and kidneys don’t whet your appetite!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SOME VEGETARIAN RESTAURANTS IN PARIS: &lt;br /&gt;IN LE MARAIS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Grand Appetit &lt;/span&gt;:: Restaurant macrobiotique :: 9, rue de la Cerisaie 75004 Paris :: 01 40 27 04 95 &lt;br /&gt;Open Mon-Wed 12-3 &amp; 7-9, Thur 12-3, Fri 12-2, closed weekends. Hours vary in winter&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Le Marais &lt;/span&gt;:: Bio and natural products :: 54, rue Sainte-Croix de la Bretonnerie 75004 Paris :: 01 48 87 48 71 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Piccolo Teatro &lt;/span&gt;:: Restaurant Végétarien :: 6, rue des Ecouffes 75004 Paris :: 01 42 72 17 79 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.piccolo-teatro.com"&gt;www.piccolo-teatro.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Le Potager du Marais&lt;/span&gt; :: Restaurant Bio :: 22, rue Rambuteau 75003 Paris :: 01 44 54 00 31 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5235/4062/1600/828397/FruitDesert.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5235/4062/200/104677/FruitDesert.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IN OTHER ARRONDISSEMENTS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Arpege&lt;/span&gt; :: For the true gourmets who’d appreciate a Michelin 3star you must check out the exquisite &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Arpege&lt;/span&gt;. They cultivate 4 hectares of vegetables, and can be found at&lt;br /&gt;84, rue de Varenne, Paris 75007 :: 01 47 05 09 06&lt;br /&gt;c'est hors de prix! (prepare for ruination!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.alain-passard.com"&gt;www.alain-passard.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;La Petite Légume&lt;/span&gt; :: Restaurant Végétarien :: 5th [Latin Quarter] 36 rue des Boulangers :: 01 40 46 06 85, Metro Cardinal Lemoine.&lt;br /&gt;Small place. Open for lunch and dinner, except closed Sunday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Les Cinq Saveurs D'Anada&lt;/span&gt;, (formerly Les Quatre et Une Saveurs) :: Restaurant Bio :: 5th, 72 rue du Cardinal-Lemoine :: 01.43.29.58.54, Metro Cardinal-Lemoine. Open noon-2:30PM, 7-10:30PM Tue-Sun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;The Dietetic Shop&lt;/span&gt; :: Restaurant Bio :: 14th, 11 Rue Delambre :: 01 43 35 39 75, Metro Vavin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;La Victoire Supreme du Coeur&lt;/span&gt; :: Restaurant Végétarien::&lt;br /&gt;41 Rue Des Bourdonnais 75001 near Chatelet :: 0140419395&lt;br /&gt;Open Mon-Sat 12-2:30pm and 6:40-10pm, closed Sunday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.vscoeur.com"&gt;www.vscoeur.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FOR MORE INFO REFER TO THIS GUIDE:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.linternaute.com/restaurant/guide/restaurants-bio/paris-75000"&gt;www.linternaute.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EXCELLENT BIO BRANDS:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5235/4062/1600/604673/images.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5235/4062/320/443709/images.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You’ll find these in most food stores such as Monoprix, Franprix, G20, Lafayette Gourmet, Le Bon Marché: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alter Eco &lt;br /&gt;Vital &lt;br /&gt;Bjorg &lt;br /&gt;Gayelord Hauser&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SOME BIO STORES IN PARIS: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Canal Bio - &lt;a href="http://canalbio.club.fr/super.htm "&gt;http://canalbio.club.fr/super.htm &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Biocoop - &lt;a href="http://www.biocoop.fr"&gt;www.biocoop.fr &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Les Nouveaux Robinson - &lt;a href="http://www.nouveauxrobinson.fr"&gt;www.nouveauxrobinson.fr&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Espace Bio St Charles - &lt;a href="http://www.espacebio.com"&gt;www.espacebio.com&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;La Vie Claire - &lt;a href="http://www.lavieclaire.com"&gt;www.lavieclaire.com&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Naturalia - &lt;a href="http://www.naturalia.fr"&gt;www.naturalia.fr&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BIO MARKETS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feel like waking up early on the weekend? Have the ultimate Parisian cliché experience and visit one of the Bio Markets:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MARCHE BIO du &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Boulevard RASPAIL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rue de Rennes à Sèvres Babylone&lt;br /&gt;75006&lt;br /&gt;Paris&lt;br /&gt;Sunday morning&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MARCHE BIO du &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Bd DES BATIGNOLLES&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Bd DES BATIGNOLLES&lt;br /&gt;75007&lt;br /&gt;Paris&lt;br /&gt;Saturday morning&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36357889-116779420943396971?l=iwanttogotoparis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iwanttogotoparis.blogspot.com/feeds/116779420943396971/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36357889&amp;postID=116779420943396971' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36357889/posts/default/116779420943396971'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36357889/posts/default/116779420943396971'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iwanttogotoparis.blogspot.com/2007/01/being-vegetarian-in-paris.html' title='BEING VEGETARIAN IN PARIS'/><author><name>Kasia Koniar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10325234745454939908</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-FL20NVkon8c/TxOGpYDXh5I/AAAAAAAACU4/Tz3_OgsRihQ/s220/kasia_koniar_moda_nextel.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36357889.post-116753456027176045</id><published>2006-12-30T18:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-30T19:09:20.310-08:00</updated><title type='text'>MORE FUN IN PARIS ON THE 31ST</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5235/4062/1600/799364/fireworks_paris.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5235/4062/320/684658/fireworks_paris.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, if you like the eclectic side of Paris, if you like culture and unadulterated fun, here is a little list of what's happening on the 31st! Enjoy!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;La Nouba Noche du Cabaret Sauvage&lt;br /&gt;Un Glo "bal" Réveillon ! Since about six years now Cabaret Sauvage mixes sounds and genres for an ultra festive night of mixes and live music. 2 dance floors to transport you through 4 continents with afro raï, indian, samba, salsa and even funk and soul sounds. 2 Lives and 3dj's. 10pm (35 euros)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cabaret Sauvage&lt;br /&gt;59 bd Mc Donald - 75019 Paris (Metro: Porte de la Villette)&lt;br /&gt;Tél: 01 42 09 01 09 &lt;br /&gt;http://www.cabaretsauvage.com&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Réveillon for the Nu Nomads à la Java (One of the purest salsa joints in Paris)&lt;br /&gt;Travel with the gypsies from Rajasthan of "Kerap" with a live starting at 11pm. Serbian fanfare will pass around midnight, with gypsy and rumba flamenca starting by 2am by les Mango Gadzi. On the dance floor expect a deluxe atmosphere since Big Buddha and Da Krishna wil be there. 22h (20 euros)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5235/4062/1600/501948/paris_fireworks_2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5235/4062/320/139702/paris_fireworks_2.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Java&lt;br /&gt;105 rue du Faubourg du Temple - 75010 Paris (Metro: Goncourt)&lt;br /&gt;Tél: 01 45 32 57 63 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chocomix its New Year strangeness at les Caves du Zorba&lt;br /&gt;An ultra open program sweeping through Funk and Kuduro angolais, Bollywood, Hip hop and crazy éléctro.. Anything goes ... 11pm (No cover charge)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Caves du Zorba: 137, rue de Belleville 75010 Paris&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All the Dj's of the year at 9 Billards&lt;br /&gt;Feel right at home with all the resident Dj's spinning till the morning light. All the drinks will be served at their usual price. 9pm (No cover charge)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9 Les Billards&lt;br /&gt;179 rue St Maur - 75010 Paris (Metro: Goncourt)&lt;br /&gt;Tél : 01 40 40 05 42 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why Not and Bouli at la Mercerie&lt;br /&gt;Eclectic New Years, free with Dj's from the Why Not et Bouli parties 10pm (No cover charge)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;La Mercerie Café&lt;br /&gt;98 rue Oberkampf - 75011 Paris (Metro: Parmentier)&lt;br /&gt;Tél : 01 56 98 14 10 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tons of Dj's and a heated terrace at the Point Ephémère&lt;br /&gt;The Point Ephémère crew invites you to party all night long with Dj LA (Red House Records), Mo DJ (Afro Mix) , Emilomar, DJ Benladance, sound terrorist éphemère, Ulmann. Expect a Chill out, 4 bars and a heated terrace. 10pm (15 euros)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Point Ephémère&lt;br /&gt;200 quai de Valmy - 75010 Paris (Metro: Jaurès)&lt;br /&gt;Tél: 01 40 34 02 48 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Giant Karaoké at the Flèche d'Or&lt;br /&gt;Prepare to sing accompanied by real instruments and a group of musicians! Until 22h30 and to start the soiree right a buffet à volonté will  give you the much needed verve. DJ's will take over at midnight: Remote (Kill the Dj), Guido (Goldrush) et Cosmo Vitelli (I'm a cliché) will stat 2007 with a mix of Rock, Soul and electro. 8pm (40 euros, 3 drinks included, and 90 euros for 2 with a bottle of champ' included!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Flêche d'Or&lt;br /&gt;102 bis, rue de Bagnolet - 75020 Paris&lt;br /&gt;Tél : 01 44 64 01 02 &lt;br /&gt;http://www.flechedor.com&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kekele au New Morning (The classic Jazz joint of Paris)&lt;br /&gt;Eh oui ! The congolais de Kekele will heat up the night with Rumba congolaise and Salsa accents. Often compared to the Buena Vista Social Club, Kekele resemble their younger African cousins. If you wanna dance the night away here is your chance to Rumba ! 10:30 (40 euros)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;New Morning&lt;br /&gt;7-9 rue des Petites Ecuries - 75010 Paris (Metro: Château d'Eau)&lt;br /&gt;Tél : 01 45 23 51 41 &lt;br /&gt;http://www.newmorning.com&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5235/4062/1600/681190/389685-the_gate_over_the_street-Paris.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5235/4062/320/165383/389685-the_gate_over_the_street-Paris.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Welcome to 007 au Triptyque (One of the underground hang outs of The City of Light)&lt;br /&gt;Un Reveillon in a true style of a spy film to end the year at le Triptyque. Sound spies from all over the globe will greet you there including the Germans Oliver Huntermann and  Stephan Bodzin respected spies of the German electro scène. On the Russian side, the beautiful Xenia Beliayeva will be there, as well as the Finnish Brian Tu... all united for a common mission: to finish the year with the best of l'electro. From 10 pm till noon. (25 euros)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Triptyque&lt;br /&gt;142 rue Montmartre - 75002 Paris (Metro: Grands Boulevards, Bourse or Sentier)&lt;br /&gt;Tél : 01 40 28 05 55 &lt;br /&gt;http://www.letriptyque.com&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36357889-116753456027176045?l=iwanttogotoparis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iwanttogotoparis.blogspot.com/feeds/116753456027176045/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36357889&amp;postID=116753456027176045' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36357889/posts/default/116753456027176045'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36357889/posts/default/116753456027176045'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iwanttogotoparis.blogspot.com/2006/12/more-fun-in-paris-on-31st.html' title='MORE FUN IN PARIS ON THE 31ST'/><author><name>Kasia Koniar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10325234745454939908</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-FL20NVkon8c/TxOGpYDXh5I/AAAAAAAACU4/Tz3_OgsRihQ/s220/kasia_koniar_moda_nextel.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36357889.post-116735907901442291</id><published>2006-12-28T17:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-29T11:25:23.236-08:00</updated><title type='text'>2007 PARIS WINTER SALES</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5235/4062/1600/496751/soldes%20-quais.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5235/4062/320/384072/soldes%20-quais.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;January is just around the corner and that means a number of things, one of which concernes la folie de soldes!&lt;br /&gt;The next round of biannual Paris sales will be held from January 10 till February 17, 2007 so all of you spendthrifts, bargain lovers, recreational shoppers, overindulgent brand bulimics and other types of pragmatics and/or materialists, prepare your wish lists now!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahh les soldes! &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5235/4062/1600/212074/B%26W%20Smaritaine.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5235/4062/200/394730/B%26W%20Smaritaine.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The madness from early mornings to the nocturnes, and to boot the boutiques won't stop at late openings, they might even be open on Sundays! Incroyable!&lt;br /&gt;The trick though is to know these bargains are rarely as good as the ones you find in the US, it simply isn't the same culture. Don't despair, there are great bargains to be found!&lt;br /&gt;But it might not be a bad idea to start reading  "Napoleon on the Art of War"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36357889-116735907901442291?l=iwanttogotoparis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iwanttogotoparis.blogspot.com/feeds/116735907901442291/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36357889&amp;postID=116735907901442291' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36357889/posts/default/116735907901442291'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36357889/posts/default/116735907901442291'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iwanttogotoparis.blogspot.com/2006/12/2007-paris-winter-sales.html' title='2007 PARIS WINTER SALES'/><author><name>Kasia Koniar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10325234745454939908</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-FL20NVkon8c/TxOGpYDXh5I/AAAAAAAACU4/Tz3_OgsRihQ/s220/kasia_koniar_moda_nextel.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36357889.post-116710718306298706</id><published>2006-12-25T20:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-25T21:58:48.720-08:00</updated><title type='text'>PARIS IS BURNING!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5235/4062/1600/772081/142-4201_IMG.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5235/4062/200/394468/142-4201_IMG.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ouff! Hopefully you survived the holidays and all the related gluttony. In true French fashion you should by now have a severe stomachache or at least a few kilos &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;en plus&lt;/span&gt; after all the foie gras, oysters and other delicacy overdose! The good news is that New Year’s Eve is approaching and that means lots of fun, and lots of fun usually means efficient calorie burning! So don’t be phased by overindulgence and tacky presents you will never be able to use, get into those tight fitting jeans somehow, and hit &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;la piste de danse&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you understand a bit of French tune in to radio nova, by far the best radio station in the Gaulle country!  Listen in to their &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;bons plans&lt;/span&gt; blurb, on all the hot, and sometimes even free goings on about town, so you can figure out where you can jiggle the &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Reveillon&lt;/span&gt; (New Year’s Eve) away!  If you don’t understand French, tune in anyway just for the music!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.novaplanet.com"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://www.novaplanet.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This little treat has a few suggestions as well&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.parisinfo.com/rub8282.html"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://en.parisinfo.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Again, for those who can decipher &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;un peu de français&lt;/span&gt;, this is a great site for bars, clubs, and delicious Parisian parties.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.parissi.com"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://www.parissi.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5235/4062/1600/871156/boom%20copie.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5235/4062/400/913372/boom%20copie.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36357889-116710718306298706?l=iwanttogotoparis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iwanttogotoparis.blogspot.com/feeds/116710718306298706/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36357889&amp;postID=116710718306298706' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36357889/posts/default/116710718306298706'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36357889/posts/default/116710718306298706'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iwanttogotoparis.blogspot.com/2006/12/paris-is-burning.html' title='PARIS IS BURNING!'/><author><name>Kasia Koniar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10325234745454939908</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-FL20NVkon8c/TxOGpYDXh5I/AAAAAAAACU4/Tz3_OgsRihQ/s220/kasia_koniar_moda_nextel.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36357889.post-116671144015475780</id><published>2006-12-21T06:06:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-21T06:39:59.886-08:00</updated><title type='text'>NEW YEAR'S AT THE OPERA</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5235/4062/1600/4184/opera-garnier-paris.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5235/4062/320/720083/opera-garnier-paris.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When in Paris Opera and ballet performances are some of those wonders that should be taken advantage of.&lt;br /&gt;In Addition to the famous Palais Garnier there are other magnificent venues such as Opéra-Comique,&lt;br /&gt;Théâtre du Châtelet or Théâtre des Champs-Élysées. Luckily for you, this holiday season a few treats are on offer, if that is your kind of thing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Le Chevalier à la Rose&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Richard Strauss&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Opéra Bastille&lt;br /&gt;December 24 at 2:30 pm and December 27 at 7:30 pm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Angela Gheorghiou&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;New Year's Eve Concert and cocktail&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Palais Garnier&lt;br /&gt;December 31 at 7:30 pm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5235/4062/1600/418046/opera_spirit_of_paris.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5235/4062/200/557745/opera_spirit_of_paris.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Coppélia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Patrice Bart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Opérta Bastille&lt;br /&gt;December 25, 26, 29, 31 at 7:30 pm&lt;br /&gt;and January 1 at 6:30 to start the year on a cultural note!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For more info go to&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.operadeparis.fr"target="_blank"&gt;www.operadeparis.fr&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36357889-116671144015475780?l=iwanttogotoparis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iwanttogotoparis.blogspot.com/feeds/116671144015475780/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36357889&amp;postID=116671144015475780' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36357889/posts/default/116671144015475780'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36357889/posts/default/116671144015475780'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iwanttogotoparis.blogspot.com/2006/12/new-years-at-opera_21.html' title='NEW YEAR&apos;S AT THE OPERA'/><author><name>Kasia Koniar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10325234745454939908</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-FL20NVkon8c/TxOGpYDXh5I/AAAAAAAACU4/Tz3_OgsRihQ/s220/kasia_koniar_moda_nextel.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36357889.post-116662486813747984</id><published>2006-12-20T05:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-21T06:33:10.340-08:00</updated><title type='text'>NEW YEAR'S EVE IN PARIS</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5235/4062/1600/390278/157406475_7e740296c9_m.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5235/4062/320/181664/157406475_7e740296c9_m.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, as you probably know the big traditional gathering for New Year's Eve (Le Réveillon) in Paris is the Champs Elysées Avenue, by the Arc of Triomphe. Usually you bring a bottle of Champagne, get pushed and shoved and really, really cold. You better be a crowd lover for this experience, a loud and obnoxious crowd lover, which I am clearly not! But there is always that option.&lt;br /&gt;For those like me who prefer something less obvious there's a whole lot going on that night!&lt;br /&gt;It really depends on what you like: nice dinner, lounge, wine tasting, club, etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For starters, if you are already in Paris, do check out le Pariscope, which can be found in any news stand, and it lists all of the events and happening for the week?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.pariscope.fr"target="_blank"&gt; http://www.pariscope.fr &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is obvious but be prepared to book restaurants, hotels and events in advance, it is New Year's Eve after all!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is a mind-boggling list of soirées, restaurants and events you will be able to chose from to suit your taste. For this blog I picked a few hot trendy spots, some of which are very recent and somewhat unusual!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Three clubs are really the buzz in the city just be prepared to stand out in the cold for a while before you get in. If you are a guy, be sure you have a girl on your arm to get in. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LE BARON&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6, avenue Marceau&lt;br /&gt;75008 Paris&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5235/4062/1600/264448/vectofondnoir.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5235/4062/320/847909/vectofondnoir.png" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;LE PARIS, PARIS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5 avenue de l'Opera&lt;br /&gt;75008 Paris&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.leparisparis.com"target="_blank"&gt;www.leparisparis.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;LE SHOWCASE&lt;/span&gt; - the newest, craziest, immense hot spot!!!!&lt;br /&gt;Pont Alexandre III Port des Champs Élysées&lt;br /&gt;75008 Paris&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5235/4062/1600/863085/3730.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5235/4062/320/220187/3730.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a drink at the &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;ICE KUBE BAR&lt;/span&gt; at L'hotel Kube; just be sure to bring a sweater, as it's sort of icy!&lt;br /&gt;1-5, passage Ruelle  &lt;br /&gt;75018 Paris &lt;br /&gt;Tél: 01 42 05 20 00&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.kubehotel.com"target="_blank"&gt;www.kubehotel.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, for a totally novel experience, and one that will surely have your senses working overtime, have dinner in the dark at the &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;DANS LE NOIR&lt;/span&gt; restaurant&lt;br /&gt;51 rue Quincampoix&lt;br /&gt;75004 Paris&lt;br /&gt;Tél: 01 42 77 98 04&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.danslenoir.com/accueil/accueil.php"target="_blank"&gt; http://www.danslenoir.com/accueil/accueil.php &lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36357889-116662486813747984?l=iwanttogotoparis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iwanttogotoparis.blogspot.com/feeds/116662486813747984/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36357889&amp;postID=116662486813747984' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36357889/posts/default/116662486813747984'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36357889/posts/default/116662486813747984'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iwanttogotoparis.blogspot.com/2006/12/new-years-eve-in-paris.html' title='NEW YEAR&apos;S EVE IN PARIS'/><author><name>Kasia Koniar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10325234745454939908</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-FL20NVkon8c/TxOGpYDXh5I/AAAAAAAACU4/Tz3_OgsRihQ/s220/kasia_koniar_moda_nextel.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36357889.post-116637296025948177</id><published>2006-12-17T08:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-19T14:29:09.493-08:00</updated><title type='text'>BUDGET HOTELS</title><content type='html'>&lt;embed src='http://us.i1.yimg.com/cosmos.bcst.yahoo.com/player/media/swf/FLVVideoSolo.swf' flashvars='id=1219961&amp;emailUrl=http%3A%2F%2Fvideo.yahoo.com%2Futil%2Fmail%3Fei%3DUTF-8%26p%3Dparis%26oid%3D171e5a3639cd49ec%26rurl%3Dvideo.yahoo.com%26vdone%3Dhttp%253A%252F%252Fvideo.yahoo.com%252Fvideo%252Fsearch%253Fei%253DUTF-8%2526p%253Dparis%2526b%253D11%26b%3D18&amp;imUrl=http%253A%252F%252Fvideo.yahoo.com%252Fvideo%252Fplay%253F%2526ei%253DUTF-8%2526oid%253D171e5a3639cd49ec%2526rurl%253Dvideo.yahoo.com&amp;imTitle=Paris%2BHotels&amp;searchUrl=http://video.yahoo.com/video/search?p=&amp;profileUrl=http://video.yahoo.com/video/profile?src=&amp;creatorValue=Y3VycmVudHR2&amp;vid=c860df3ccf66c83fb61bb2ffd934330b.1219961' type='application/x-shockwave-flash' width='325' height='250'&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;HOSPITEL HOTEL DIEU PARIS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1, place du Parvis Notre Dame Galerie B2, 6th floor 75004 PARIS&lt;br /&gt;Metro : Cité &lt;br /&gt;RER : Saint Michel - Notre Dame &lt;br /&gt;Bus : 21 - 38 - 96 &lt;br /&gt;tél: 01.44.32.01.00  &lt;br /&gt;fax : 01.44.32.01.16  &lt;br /&gt;mail : hospitelhoteldieu@wanadoo.fr &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.hotel-hospitel.com"&gt;www.hotel-hospitel.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For more hotels refer to:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.parisinfo.com/paris_hotels"&gt;http://en.parisinfo.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://travel.nytimes.com/travel/guides/europe/france/paris/hotels.html"&gt;http://travel.nytimes.com &lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36357889-116637296025948177?l=iwanttogotoparis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iwanttogotoparis.blogspot.com/feeds/116637296025948177/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36357889&amp;postID=116637296025948177' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36357889/posts/default/116637296025948177'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36357889/posts/default/116637296025948177'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iwanttogotoparis.blogspot.com/2006/12/budget-hotels.html' title='BUDGET HOTELS'/><author><name>Kasia Koniar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10325234745454939908</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-FL20NVkon8c/TxOGpYDXh5I/AAAAAAAACU4/Tz3_OgsRihQ/s220/kasia_koniar_moda_nextel.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36357889.post-116632927237154581</id><published>2006-12-16T19:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-16T20:49:54.446-08:00</updated><title type='text'>PARISIAN HOSTELS</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5235/4062/1600/609632/2004-11-paris-dormeurs.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5235/4062/200/943219/2004-11-paris-dormeurs.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, I must admit and clarify from the get go that I have never once in my life set foot in a hostel, not even in Paris, and not even for kicks. However, given that I started this blog with the idea of helping those traveling to Paris as much as I could regardless the reason or the length of their stay, I believe that a considerable number of you may actually find this info useful. There are countless little yet grand hotels I'm planning to post about, but I also know they are not for every budget. So to hopefully help you avoid ending up like the guy on the photo above, here is what I found.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the sake of this post I've been visiting numerous forums and soliciting many globetrotting friends who confirmed, since I can't, that the following are some of the best hostels that you'll be able to find in Paname, a nickname for Paris you'll bound to hear sur place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So here it is:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These two were mentioned over and over again by people on the net and those in my life. They were also both described as very friendly!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.villagehostel.fr" target="_blank"&gt;www.villagehostel.fr &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mije.com"target="_blank"&gt; www.mije.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The following has had mixed reviews. One traveler mentioned&lt;br /&gt;regarding “the infamous 3 Ducks hostel near the Eiffel tower: you might have fun in the bar, but avoid it like the plague." Nevertheless, its location is fantastic, so at least check the website for yourselves&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.3ducks.fr"target="_blank"&gt;  www.3ducks.fr&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36357889-116632927237154581?l=iwanttogotoparis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iwanttogotoparis.blogspot.com/feeds/116632927237154581/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36357889&amp;postID=116632927237154581' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36357889/posts/default/116632927237154581'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36357889/posts/default/116632927237154581'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iwanttogotoparis.blogspot.com/2006/12/parisian-hostels.html' title='PARISIAN HOSTELS'/><author><name>Kasia Koniar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10325234745454939908</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-FL20NVkon8c/TxOGpYDXh5I/AAAAAAAACU4/Tz3_OgsRihQ/s220/kasia_koniar_moda_nextel.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36357889.post-116586928255461071</id><published>2006-12-11T12:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-16T20:57:56.836-08:00</updated><title type='text'>FRENCH MAPQUEST</title><content type='html'>Lost?&lt;br /&gt;Wishing you had mapquest à la française?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, France too has a system, even a couple, for foreigners and other direction morons, and no worries the info is available in several languages.&lt;br /&gt;Here are a few links that will surely help:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.viamichelin.com/viamichelin/int/tpl/hme/MaHomePage.htm"&gt;http://www.viamichelin.com&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mappy.com"target="_blank"&gt; http://www.mappy.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and this is useful if you need a metro itinerary too&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.ratp.com"target="_blank"&gt; http://www.ratp.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36357889-116586928255461071?l=iwanttogotoparis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iwanttogotoparis.blogspot.com/feeds/116586928255461071/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36357889&amp;postID=116586928255461071' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36357889/posts/default/116586928255461071'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36357889/posts/default/116586928255461071'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iwanttogotoparis.blogspot.com/2006/12/french-mapquest.html' title='FRENCH MAPQUEST'/><author><name>Kasia Koniar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10325234745454939908</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-FL20NVkon8c/TxOGpYDXh5I/AAAAAAAACU4/Tz3_OgsRihQ/s220/kasia_koniar_moda_nextel.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36357889.post-116560909044862275</id><published>2006-12-08T12:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-16T20:53:12.500-08:00</updated><title type='text'>HAMMAM HEAVEN IN PARIS</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5235/4062/1600/260937/12dayout.1large.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5235/4062/200/351615/12dayout.1large.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In response to one reader’s request, dear reader, here is the scoop on Paris Oriental steam baths&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have already mentioned this one nestled in the Marais, but just for the record here it is again:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Place: &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Les Bains du Marais&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;31-33 rue de s Blancs Manteaux, 75003 Paris&lt;br /&gt;Why it’s hot: Because at this Oriental Hammam inspired spa you can unwind, recharge your batteries and feel as if you escaped into another world, all without taking a vacation.&lt;br /&gt;They sell: royal treatment at the steam bath, or the sauna, you can unwind with one of the many massages, scrubs, facials, or take care of your nails and hair. The best is just to do it all in one full day of decadence. Just in case the tight schedule between the treatments wears you down, a dim room with velvet couches designed for deep relaxation awaits you. In addition they now sell a luxurious line of beauty products such as creams and body oils with the finest natural ingredients such as jasmine and orange blossom flower.&lt;br /&gt;Contact: &lt;a href="http://www.lesbainsdumarais.com"target="_blank" &gt;www.lesbainsdumarais.com &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tél: 01 44 61 02 02&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5235/4062/1600/26418/1140620773735_922.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5235/4062/200/159132/1140620773735_922.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is of course more:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Place: &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;La Grande Mosqué de Paris&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2, bis place du puits de l'Ermite 75005 Paris&lt;br /&gt;Why it’s hot: It is important to mention that this is above all a mosque, however food and relaxation are also au rendez vous. Once again, if you can’t get away from the city, this is your way out for instantaneous transportation into a realm somewhere between Marrakech and Tunis. There is of course the hammam, but also the famous restaurant even more appealing in spring and summer when you can eat outside in the interior courtyard or try their special thé à la menthe and honey smothered pastries, mmmmm!!!!! &lt;br /&gt;Contact: &lt;a href="http://www.mosquee-de-paris.net" target="_blank"&gt; www.mosquee-de-paris.net &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tél: 01 45 35 97 33&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Place: &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Hammam Pacha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;147, rue Gabriel Péri 93200 Saint-Denis&lt;br /&gt;Why it’s hot: it doesn’t get more authentic than this.&lt;br /&gt;This place is a bit removed from the center of Paris, but a favorite among the real Oriental crowd. You can spend your entire Sunday lazing away at this retreat. No need to worry about food, all is available sur place.&lt;br /&gt;Contact: &lt;a href=”http://www.hammampacha.com”target="_blank"&gt;  www.hammampacha.com &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tél: 01 48 29 19 66 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5235/4062/1600/107625/images-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5235/4062/400/406381/images-1.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally, a brand new oasis opened its doors just about six months ago in the posh suburb of Paris, Boulogne&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Place: &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Hammam Les Cent Ciels&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;45 bis Avenue Edouard Vaillant, 92100 - Boulogne Billancourt&lt;br /&gt;Why it’s hot: This is the chic side of Orient at your fingertips for a quick rejuvenation. Check out the photos on the website, I think they speak for themselves! Sauna, hammam, a bouquet of massages, peelings, manicures and other refined treats await you. Oh and yes, there is also a swimming pool!&lt;br /&gt;Contact: &lt;a href="http://www.hammam-lescentciels.com" target="_blank"&gt; www.hammam-lescentciels.com &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tél: 01 46 20 07 01&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36357889-116560909044862275?l=iwanttogotoparis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iwanttogotoparis.blogspot.com/feeds/116560909044862275/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36357889&amp;postID=116560909044862275' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36357889/posts/default/116560909044862275'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36357889/posts/default/116560909044862275'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iwanttogotoparis.blogspot.com/2006/12/hammam-heaven-in-paris.html' title='HAMMAM HEAVEN IN PARIS'/><author><name>Kasia Koniar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10325234745454939908</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-FL20NVkon8c/TxOGpYDXh5I/AAAAAAAACU4/Tz3_OgsRihQ/s220/kasia_koniar_moda_nextel.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36357889.post-116552852837015548</id><published>2006-12-07T13:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-16T20:54:15.036-08:00</updated><title type='text'>HIDDEN COOLNESS: L'hotel du Petit Moulin</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5235/4062/1600/728195/photo2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5235/4062/320/902324/photo2.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Christian Lacroix is one of those names, which instantly turn up in our minds when we think of Parisian Chic, but he’s so much more. Besides being involved in a number of offbeat projects he also dreamed up the interior of an intimate luxury hotel in the historic Marais, nestled right in the heart of Paris. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5235/4062/1600/905226/photo5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5235/4062/320/637368/photo5.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hotel du Petit Moulin, is much unlike the typical Parisian royal palaces. It is located in a totally renovated XVIIth century building hidden away on a small side street. The original Boulangerie (pastry shop) entrance was preserved and gives the place a uniquely coquettish allure. Pompous and snobby hotel crowds are nowhere to be found, which makes it a perfect refuge for those who cherish their privacy. According to the designer, the hotels’ unusually configured 17 rooms inspired him to decorate each in a unique manner and tone, mixing pieces and furniture from different styles and periods. Lacroix dreamed up the ultimate Fashionista getaway while conserving a refreshing serenity. Perfect nest for the subtler modern kind of snob ;) &lt;br /&gt;Rumor has it that Lacroix will oversee few more hidden treats as this one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5235/4062/1600/378893/Hotel_du_Petit_Moulin_5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5235/4062/320/206743/Hotel_du_Petit_Moulin_5.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hotel du Petit Moulin&lt;br /&gt;29/31, rue de Poitou &lt;br /&gt;75003 PARIS &lt;br /&gt;Tel: 01.42.74.10.10&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.paris-hotel-petitmoulin.com"target="_blank"&gt; www.paris-hotel-petitmoulin.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36357889-116552852837015548?l=iwanttogotoparis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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/&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed type="application/x-shockwave-flash" src="http://media.travelistic.com/flash/diversionplayer.swf" id="diversionplayer" name="diversionplayer" bgcolor="#000000" quality="high" useexpressinstall="true" flashvars="vidID=1220&amp;amp;remote=true" height="263" width="340" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36357889-116508675377886698?l=iwanttogotoparis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iwanttogotoparis.blogspot.com/feeds/116508675377886698/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36357889&amp;postID=116508675377886698' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36357889/posts/default/116508675377886698'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36357889/posts/default/116508675377886698'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iwanttogotoparis.blogspot.com/2006/12/quirky-paris-trivia.html' title='QUIRKY PARIS TRIVIA'/><author><name>Kasia Koniar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10325234745454939908</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-FL20NVkon8c/TxOGpYDXh5I/AAAAAAAACU4/Tz3_OgsRihQ/s220/kasia_koniar_moda_nextel.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36357889.post-116474589072565547</id><published>2006-11-28T12:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-16T20:56:40.933-08:00</updated><title type='text'>LE MARAIS: My favorite Paris</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5235/4062/1600/marais.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5235/4062/320/marais.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Le Marais is one of the oldest districts of Paris and by far my favorite. Characteristically constructed of meandering narrow streets, it holds some of oldest buildings in the City of Lights. Today it is filled with art galleries, intimate hangouts, the finest little boutiques and is the area which the gay community shares with the Orthodox Jewish population as well as with the trendy fashionistas. Quite an eclectic mix and definitely a must see destination while in Paris. &lt;br /&gt;Le Marais (literally the swamp) is to some extent comparable to Soho or the Village in New York, it has that unconventional feel, that bohemian chic and a creative vibe, as well as some of the highest rents in Paris, and is referred to as “le village” by its inhabitants.&lt;br /&gt;While stuffing your face with pain au chocolat or crepes in an old fashioned French boulangerie in this area you’ll notice people chatting away, saying hello to each other, because in the Marais everything is just around the corner, and people tend to know each other well, which adds to the charm and the omnipresent coziness.&lt;br /&gt;Many small coffee shops, like les Philosophes, les Chaises au Plafond or les Etages offer that unique Parisian allure, small vintage stores are scattered around the winding streets and are neighbors to the trendiest boutiques in town. While strolling around you can of course stop at the countless modern art galleries, old bookshops, at the Picasso Museum, the Georges Pompidou Center or at the breath taking and rightfully renowned Place de Vosges built by Henry IV in 1612. It is a district filled with secret hideaways, majestic wooden gates, which when opened reveal magnificent court yards of old and characteristically Parisian Hotels Particuliers. One of the most prestigious dance schools in Paris, Le Centre de Danse du Marais, is located in such a secret courtyard. I spent many a days there dancing tango, flamenco or salsa, or just having a coffee and taking it all in. When you enter through the cobblestone paved entrance you are instantly transported into another world that of music and arts and are instantly stunned by the innate charm and the beauty of the architecture. Ralph Rucci, Martin Grant and Trash Couture are only a few designer brands with dazzling showrooms in this area. In terms of shopping, there are more options available here then your feet and wallet will be able to handle. However, if you want to live this experience to the fullest be sure to let your self get lost among the narrow streets, many hidden treasures await you there. Truly, nothing beats a day in the Marais, between the historic and cultural monuments, the romantic streets perfect for lazy sauntering and great fashion, you’ll not only feel the true pulse of Paris, you’ll be in the heart of its history, its particular beauty, and its true modern French chic. Also, le Marias is best for Sunday brunch!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Place: &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Artisan Parfumeur&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;32 rue du Bourg Tibourg, 75004 Paris&lt;br /&gt;Why it’s hot: in true French tradition of perfume, you’ll find here a poetic&lt;br /&gt;individual approach to fragrance making. If you are searching for a personal scent outside of the market trends and exploring new olfactory territories seems appealing to you, then this is a place to be.&lt;br /&gt;They sell: this brand’s own nature-inspired perfumes, house scents and candles in unusual combinations like almond milk, fig, and sandalwood, or in combinations under such names as Mechant Loup (Big Bad Wolf)&lt;br /&gt;Contact: Tel: 01 48 04 72 75&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.artisanparfumeur.com"target="_blank"&gt; www.artisanparfumeur.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Place: &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Antik Batik&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18 rue de Turenne, 75003 Paris&lt;br /&gt;Why it’s hot: An elegant yet minimalist boutique, with fabric covered walls, and soft boudoir like couches, that also resemble a Bedouin tent. This brand just keeps growing and expanding since 1992 due to its popularity among the fashion crowd. The original pieces are eclectic, ethnic, chic and modern all at the same time.&lt;br /&gt;They sell: Clothes in silks and cashmere, unique and extraordinary prints inspired from many a travel of the founders&lt;br /&gt;Contact: &lt;a href="http://www.antikbatik.fr"target="_blank"&gt; www.antikbatik.fr &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Place: &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Les Bains du Marais&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;31-33 rue de s Blancs Manteaux, 75003 Paris&lt;br /&gt;Why it’s hot: Because at this Oriental Hammam inspired spa you can unwind, recharge your batteries and feel as if you escaped into another world, all without taking a vacation.&lt;br /&gt;They sell: royal treatment at the steam bath, or the sauna, you can unwind with one of the many massages, scrubs, facials, or take care of your nails and hair. The best is just to do it all in one full day of decadence. Just in case the tight schedule between the treatments wears you down, a dim room with velvet couches designed for deep relaxation awaits you. In addition they now sell a luxurious line of beauty products such as creams and body oils with the finest natural ingredients such as jasmine and orange blossom flower.&lt;br /&gt;Contact: Tel: 01 44 61 02 02&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.lesbainsdumarais.com"target="_blank"&gt; www.lesbainsdumarais.com &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Place: &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Autour du Monde&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12 rue des Francs Bourgeois, 75003 Paris&lt;br /&gt;Why it’s hot: Serge Bensimon, the founder created a whole universe, a life style environment for a modern, city dweller that needs products that are practical, understated, as well as creative and appealing. This style is apparent in the furniture as well as in the clothing styles available at his boutiques. Simple lines, spicy colors, and a general Zen atmosphere make up the allure of this store.&lt;br /&gt;They sell: home furnishings with a farm like, rustic look, and objects, such as cashmere quilts and rare print pillows, lamps, candles, and more as well as clothes, and clothing accessories.&lt;br /&gt;Contact: Tel: 01 42 77 16 18&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.autourdumonde.com"target="_blank"&gt; www.autourdumonde.com &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Place: &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Hier pour Demain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4 rue des Francs Bourgeois, 75003 Paris&lt;br /&gt;Why it’s hot: This antique shop specializes in Art deco furniture, china, lamps and other home objects, but also in Bakelite and Galalit jeweler, from the 20th century&lt;br /&gt;They sell: Antiques as well as Bakelite jewelry (material developed in 1907-09) galalit which has a Retro appeal and has made the objects collectables in recent years&lt;br /&gt;Contact: Tel: 01 42 78 14 29&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Place: &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Les Touristes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17 rue des Blancs Manteaux, 75004 Paris&lt;br /&gt;Why it’s hot: You’ll feel as if you literally stepped into a globetrotter’s trunk case. This tiny boutique is filled up too the ceiling with rare and appealing objects from around the world. Chinese notebooks, perfumes and soaps from the South of France, Persian rugs, Japanese plates, pencils, pins, bibs, dolls, incense, you name it, and they got it. All this is in fabulous bright prints, mismatched colors, rare patters and fabrics, and it makes you gape like a child and want it all!&lt;br /&gt;They sell: The treasures from around the world&lt;br /&gt;Contact: Tel: 01 42 72 10 84&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Place: &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Telesis by Mina&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23 rue des Blancs Manteux, 75004 Paris&lt;br /&gt;Why it’s hot: Asian influenced modern clothes in fine fabrics such as silk and leather. Some of the famous Issey Miyake inspired pleats are also worked into the styles. Strong, appealing lines; you will definitely make a statement while sporting these garments.&lt;br /&gt;They sell: Clothing for women and accessories&lt;br /&gt;Contact: Tel: 01 42 72 12 69&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Place: &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Comptoir de l’Image&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;44 rue de Sevigne, 75003 Paris&lt;br /&gt;Why it’s hot: The history of fashion, photography and image is at your fingertips.&lt;br /&gt;This tiny shop is stocked up with books, albums and magazines old and new, all relating to image. If you are interested in depictions of our modern world, or the history of style, there is no better place than this.&lt;br /&gt;They sell: Books, magazines, photo albums, and newspapers.&lt;br /&gt;Contact: Tel: 01 42 72 03 92&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Place: &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Le Bazar de Julie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19 rue de Poitou, 75003 Paris&lt;br /&gt;Why it’s hot: The very charming Julie selects her pieces carefully and offers us a lovely blend of vintage looks. Silk Flamenco shawls, 80’s and 90’s boots, 60’s A line dresses and leather coats are usually very well preserved. She focuses on quality rather then quantity, therefore the boutique is not overflowing with frocks, and is perfect for browsing around without being overwhelmed.&lt;br /&gt;They sell: Funky, carefully selected vintage clothing and accessories.&lt;br /&gt;Contact: Tel: 01 42 72 74 24&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Place: &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Sandro&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;50 rue Vieille du Temple, 75003 Paris&lt;br /&gt;Why it’s hot: The looks are pretty and trendy; it is precisely the types of looks the “Jeunesse doree” or the Golden Youth of Paris is wearing to the hip parties and expos. If you took a fashion guide with the hottest trends of the season and followed it to the T, well you can be sure to get them all in this place. Some may find it a bit pretentious, but the cuts are sharp, colors timely, and lines always of the moment. If you are always in line with the newest trends, don’t miss this address.&lt;br /&gt;They sell: ready to wear and bags for women.&lt;br /&gt;Contact: Tel: 01 44 59 69 23&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Place: &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;2 Mille et 1 Nuit&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13 rue des Francs Bourgeois, 75003 Paris&lt;br /&gt;Why it’s hot: This is another of those secret hideaways that will instantly transport you to another world of marvels. This rather large boutique is heaving with oriental and ethnic home decoration objects, some furniture and home scents. It is a land of colors and eye-catching details, a true dreamland as the name indicates.&lt;br /&gt;They sell: Candles, perfumes, incense, lamps, curtains, chairs, tables, decorations, quilts, cutlery, candle holders, table clothes and much, much more.&lt;br /&gt;Contact: Tel: 01 48 87 07 07&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Place: &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Abou d’Abi Bazar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10 rue des Francs Bourgeois, 75003 Paris&lt;br /&gt;Why it’s hot: Just the right mix of hippy chic, casual wear and modern elegance. It is the right place for a woman of any style and age. The prices range too, which makes this place popular among students as well as working women.&lt;br /&gt;They sell: Little sweaters, trendy coats, dresses, bags, leather belts sequin imbedded shirts and jeans for any fashion lover.&lt;br /&gt;Contact: Tel: 01 42 77 96 98&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.aboudabibazar.com"target="_blank"&gt; www.aboudabibazar.com &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Place: &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Palais des Thes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;64 rue Vieille du temple, 75003 Paris&lt;br /&gt;Why it’s hot: tea nicely packed into candy colored cans, or adorable bags, in a small irresistible shop named the Tea Palace, you will find an embarrassing choice of infusions to please your palette. These luxury teas are a bit pricey but you can buy in small quantities for degustation.&lt;br /&gt;They sell: more then 200 teas are available, red, white, greet, black, blended and flavored teas, as well as all the accessories you may ever need to make and serve it with style&lt;br /&gt;Contact: &lt;a href="http://www.palaisdesthes.com"target="_blank"&gt; www.palaisdesthes.com &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Place: &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Jamin Puech&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;68 rue Vieille du Temple, 75003 Paris&lt;br /&gt;Why it’s hot: This designing couple, hand make bags so hot and original that they have become a sort of a reference to this prestigious accessory in Paris. Every one wants a Jamin Puech bag, because they are hand made from raw materials such as leather and raffia, because they come in all shapes and sizes, in the most unbelievable color combinations, and imaginative fabrics and prints. Having one of those marvels is like having a precious jewel. Everyone will notice, so if you like getting attention, these are bags made just for you!&lt;br /&gt;They sell: Bags, the bags!&lt;br /&gt;Contact: Tel: 01 48 87 84 87&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href"http://www.jamin-puech.com"target="_blank"&gt; www.jamin-puech.com &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Place: &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Fiesta Galerie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;45 rue Vieille du Temple, 75003 Paris&lt;br /&gt;Why it’s hot: Most outrageous, creative, kitch and fabulous objects, art pieces and furniture from 1940’s to the 70’s. A true paradise for collectors of vintage furniture.&lt;br /&gt;They sell: Funky orange furniture, disco balls, singing Elvi (I assume that’s plural for Elvis), Marilyn figurines, amazing lamps, rugs, tables and chairs each more unique then the other, collectable items from times past.&lt;br /&gt;Contact: Tel: 01 42 71 53 34&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.fiesta-galerie.fr"target="_blank"&gt; www.fiesta-galerie.fr &lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36357889-116474589072565547?l=iwanttogotoparis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iwanttogotoparis.blogspot.com/feeds/116474589072565547/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36357889&amp;postID=116474589072565547' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36357889/posts/default/116474589072565547'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36357889/posts/default/116474589072565547'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iwanttogotoparis.blogspot.com/2006/11/le-marais-my-favorite-paris.html' title='LE MARAIS: My favorite Paris'/><author><name>Kasia Koniar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10325234745454939908</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-FL20NVkon8c/TxOGpYDXh5I/AAAAAAAACU4/Tz3_OgsRihQ/s220/kasia_koniar_moda_nextel.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36357889.post-116432752617801557</id><published>2006-11-23T15:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-26T08:30:19.473-08:00</updated><title type='text'>BUS TOUR OF PARIS: L'Open Tour</title><content type='html'>L'Open Tour: Get a bird's eye view of the cobbled streets of Gay Paris. This is a great way to get a unique view of Paris even if you've visited it before and taken all the other public transportation systems available. The Open Tour buses are similar to the red double decker open top busses you'll find in the streets of London. The Parisian buses are yellow and the four tour routes are inter-connected so you can hop easily between them. They provide an excellent way to see the city from a higher vantage point than the sidewalk. There are over 30 hop on - hop off stops and the two-hour tour passes every 15 to 30 minutes daily throughout the year from 10 AM. Tickets may be purchased on the bus and are priced at $35 for adults and $16 for Children, and $40 for the two-day pass. They are valid for two days. You'll get a personal earphone set if you wish to listen to the English commentary along the way. The main departure point is at Madeleine and there are Montmartre and Bercy tour buses as well. You'll love this even if you're already familiar with the city.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5235/4062/1600/467124/paris_bus2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5235/4062/320/419546/paris_bus2.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Voila, the four tour routes. Your ticket is valid on ALL routes:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Paris Grand Tour&lt;br /&gt;2-hour tour. Buses depart every 10 - 30 minutes from each stop. Highlights include Madeleine, Opera, Musée du Louvre, Notre-Dame, Saint-Germain-des-Pres, Musée d'Orsay, Concorde, Champs-Elysées, Arc de Triomphe, Trocadero, Eiffel Tower and Invalides.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Times:&lt;br /&gt;April to October - Buses depart from 9:30am to 6:00pm every 10 to 15 minutes&lt;br /&gt;November to March - Buses depart from 9:30am to 4:00pm every 25 to 30 minutes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bastille - Bercy&lt;br /&gt;This is a 60-minute tour. Buses depart every 30 minutes from each stop. Highlights include Notre-Dame, Saint-Paul, Bastille, Gare de Lyon, Gare d'Austerlitz and Parc de Bercy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Times:&lt;br /&gt;All year round - Buses depart from 9:20am to 5:30pm every 30 minutes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Montmartre - Grands Boulevards&lt;br /&gt;This is a 60-minute tour. Buses depart every 15 - 20 minutes from each stop. Highlights include Funiculaire de Montmartre, Gare du Nord, Gare de l'Est and Grands Boulevards.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Times:&lt;br /&gt;April to October - Buses depart from 9:30am to 6:30pm every 10 to 15 minutes&lt;br /&gt;November to March - Buses depart from 9:25am to 4:45pm every 30 minutes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Montparnasse - Saint-Germain&lt;br /&gt;This is a 60-minute tour. Buses depart every 15 - 20 minutes from each stop. Highlights include Jardin du Luxembourg, Observatoire, Catacombes, Invalides and Saint-Germain-des-Pres.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Times:&lt;br /&gt;April to October - Buses depart from 9:30am to 6:30pm every 15 minutes&lt;br /&gt;November to March - Buses depart from 9:30am to 4:30pm every 20 to 25 minutes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href= "http://www.paris-opentour.com"&gt; For more info check out this site &lt;a/&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36357889-116432752617801557?l=iwanttogotoparis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iwanttogotoparis.blogspot.com/feeds/116432752617801557/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36357889&amp;postID=116432752617801557' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36357889/posts/default/116432752617801557'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36357889/posts/default/116432752617801557'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iwanttogotoparis.blogspot.com/2006/11/bus-tour-of-paris-lopen-tour.html' title='BUS TOUR OF PARIS: L&apos;Open Tour'/><author><name>Kasia Koniar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10325234745454939908</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-FL20NVkon8c/TxOGpYDXh5I/AAAAAAAACU4/Tz3_OgsRihQ/s220/kasia_koniar_moda_nextel.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36357889.post-116415518176819349</id><published>2006-11-21T16:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-10T20:41:41.343-08:00</updated><title type='text'>HOW TO GET AN INTERNSHIP OR A  JOB IN PARIS</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5235/4062/1600/tn_anon.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5235/4062/320/tn_anon.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Usually, if you want to do an internship in France the internship must be used primarily as a practice of your academic knowledge, in other words the internship needs to be conventionné, which means that there is a contract that links the university, the company and the intern. The convention de stage is a document, which your university or school as well as your internship provider will have to sign. Speak to your career counselor, and &lt;br /&gt;for more information take a look at these sites:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.directetudiant.com"&gt;Direct Etudiant&lt;/a&gt;  is the leader of internship offers in France and abroad. Offers mostly for students with at least a BA degree. You will find a selection of internships abroad and practical information.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.kapstages.com"&gt;KapStages &lt;/a&gt;  this website primarily features internships for students with a 5 year degree. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.afij.org"&gt;AFIJ &lt;/a&gt;  (website of the organization for graduates and training) provides internship and first jobs in France and abroad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.iquesta.com"&gt;Iquesta &lt;/a&gt;  this website is for student with a 4 year degree and more. You'll find internship, first and summer jobs.  Offers in France and abroad plus a forum.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.infostages.com "&gt;InfoStages &lt;/a&gt; offers internship with contracts (convention) for students. Offers are for all degree levels and all majors.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.internabroad.com"&gt;InternAbroad &lt;/a&gt; this is a service from GoAbroad.com that provides offers for internship and work abroad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.internjobs.com"&gt;InternJobs&lt;/a&gt;  is a global database of internships for students, recent graduates and career changers. If you are looking for internship, then you can just register for free and have access to all the offers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are a few Culinary Programs for those of you who not only want to experience Paris, but also its gourmand culture:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Le Cordon Bleu: 800-457-CHEF (from France); &lt;a href="http://www.cordonbleu.net" &gt;www.cordonbleu.net &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;L'Ecole des Chefs: 610-469-2500; &lt;a href="http://www.leschefs.com"&gt; www.leschefs.com &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lenôtre: 01 45 02 21 19; &lt;a href="http://www.lenotre.com"&gt; www.lenotre.com &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ritz Escoffier: 01 43 16 30 50; &lt;a href="http://www.ritzparis.com"&gt; www.ritzparis.com &lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36357889-116415518176819349?l=iwanttogotoparis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iwanttogotoparis.blogspot.com/feeds/116415518176819349/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36357889&amp;postID=116415518176819349' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36357889/posts/default/116415518176819349'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36357889/posts/default/116415518176819349'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iwanttogotoparis.blogspot.com/2006/11/how-to-get-internship-or-job-in-paris.html' title='HOW TO GET AN INTERNSHIP OR A  JOB IN PARIS'/><author><name>Kasia Koniar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10325234745454939908</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-FL20NVkon8c/TxOGpYDXh5I/AAAAAAAACU4/Tz3_OgsRihQ/s220/kasia_koniar_moda_nextel.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36357889.post-116415435728154316</id><published>2006-11-21T16:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-05T10:32:05.026-08:00</updated><title type='text'>STORING BAGGAGE AT THE AIRPORT IN PARIS</title><content type='html'>Aha! It is again possible to store your luggage if you want to visit Pariggi during a layover or a short trip.&lt;br /&gt;check out &lt;a href="http://www.bagagesdumonde.com/Pages_eng/stockage.htm"target="_blank"&gt;this website for more details&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36357889-116415435728154316?l=iwanttogotoparis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iwanttogotoparis.blogspot.com/feeds/116415435728154316/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36357889&amp;postID=116415435728154316' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36357889/posts/default/116415435728154316'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36357889/posts/default/116415435728154316'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iwanttogotoparis.blogspot.com/2006/11/storing-baggage-at-airport-in-paris.html' title='STORING BAGGAGE AT THE AIRPORT IN PARIS'/><author><name>Kasia Koniar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10325234745454939908</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-FL20NVkon8c/TxOGpYDXh5I/AAAAAAAACU4/Tz3_OgsRihQ/s220/kasia_koniar_moda_nextel.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36357889.post-116374230246428809</id><published>2006-11-16T21:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-16T21:45:02.473-08:00</updated><title type='text'>FALAFELS, CHEESECAKES and LENNY KRAVITZ</title><content type='html'>Nothing beats rue des Rosiers when it comes to Falafels, but that's not all, there are Jewish/Polish delis and bakeries with orgasmic cheesecake and strudels ahhh, ahhh!&lt;br /&gt;Lenny Kravitz seems to think L'As du Fallafel is the best place for your treat though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.parisist.com/archives/2006/11/13/the_girl_who_ate_everything_nothing_says_balanced_meal_like_falafels_and_gelatoen.php"&gt;read this for more info&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5235/4062/1600/20030703a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5235/4062/320/20030703a.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;L'As du Fallafel&lt;br /&gt;34 Rue des Rosiers, 75004, Paris&lt;br /&gt;Metro: Saint Paul&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36357889-116374230246428809?l=iwanttogotoparis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iwanttogotoparis.blogspot.com/feeds/116374230246428809/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36357889&amp;postID=116374230246428809' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36357889/posts/default/116374230246428809'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36357889/posts/default/116374230246428809'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iwanttogotoparis.blogspot.com/2006/11/falafels-cheesecakes-and-lenny-kravitz.html' title='FALAFELS, CHEESECAKES and LENNY KRAVITZ'/><author><name>Kasia Koniar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10325234745454939908</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-FL20NVkon8c/TxOGpYDXh5I/AAAAAAAACU4/Tz3_OgsRihQ/s220/kasia_koniar_moda_nextel.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36357889.post-116344913867886520</id><published>2006-11-13T12:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-19T17:03:46.540-08:00</updated><title type='text'>READ FRENCH MAGAZINES IN ENGLISH</title><content type='html'>Paris is obviously the fashion and cultural Mecca and so you won’t be disappointed when it comes to the choice of magazines, regardless your taste. Here are a few that definitely have the edge, as well as English translations of some of the articles:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.numero-magazine.com"target="_blank"&gt;numéro magazine &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.wadmag.com"target="_blank"&gt;wad magazine &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.jaloufashion.com/numero.php?idn=109"target="_blank"&gt;jalouse magazine &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For news and other info reach out for &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://parisvoice.com"target="_blank"&gt;paris voice&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.iht.com"target="_blank"&gt; international herald trib &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.fusac.fr"target="_blank"&gt; fusac&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and here are a couple of my favorite addresses where you can always find international press:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WH SMITH&lt;br /&gt;248 rue de Rivoli 75001 Paris&lt;br /&gt;Metro: Concorde or Tuilleries&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.whsmith.fr"target="_blank"&gt;wh smith &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AGORA PRESSE ET CAETERA&lt;br /&gt;19 rue des Archives 75003 Paris&lt;br /&gt;Metro: Hotel de Ville&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.parismarais.com/shopping-guide/bookshops.htm"target="_blank"&gt; paris bookshop guide &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE ABBEY BOOKSHOP&lt;br /&gt;29 rue de la Parcheminerie 75005 Paris&lt;br /&gt;Metro: Saint-Michel&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BRENTANO'S&lt;br /&gt;37 av de l'Opéra 75002 Paris&lt;br /&gt;Metro: Opéra&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="www.brentanos.fr"target="_blank"&gt; www.brentanos.fr &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GALIGNANI&lt;br /&gt;22' rue de Rivoli 75001 Paris&lt;br /&gt;Metro: Tuileries&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SHAKESPEARE AND COMPANY&lt;br /&gt;37 rue de la Bûcherie 75005 Paris&lt;br /&gt;Metro: Maubert-Mutualité&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE VILLAGE VOICE&lt;br /&gt;6 rue Princesse 75006 Paris&lt;br /&gt;Metro: Mabillon&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36357889-116344913867886520?l=iwanttogotoparis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iwanttogotoparis.blogspot.com/feeds/116344913867886520/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36357889&amp;postID=116344913867886520' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36357889/posts/default/116344913867886520'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36357889/posts/default/116344913867886520'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iwanttogotoparis.blogspot.com/2006/11/read-french-magazines-in-english.html' title='READ FRENCH MAGAZINES IN ENGLISH'/><author><name>Kasia Koniar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10325234745454939908</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-FL20NVkon8c/TxOGpYDXh5I/AAAAAAAACU4/Tz3_OgsRihQ/s220/kasia_koniar_moda_nextel.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36357889.post-116311184292977550</id><published>2006-11-09T14:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-11T06:41:11.180-08:00</updated><title type='text'>METRO MAP: aka  get with it</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5235/4062/1600/metro_map.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5235/4062/400/metro_map.png" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Paris is great by foot, but damn is it big, your feet might fall off eventually. Metro is by far the best means of getting around.&lt;br /&gt;Taxis are always ok but believe me on weekend nights, early mornings or rush hour traffic in the afternoons, they are not so fun, and most importantly, no where to be found. I remember once thinking that'll be better off taking a cab and then  having to get out of the cab which was totally stuck in traffic, and running down to the metro to make it to my appointment on time.&lt;br /&gt;To make the short story long, you'll need the metro at some point so might as well get acquainted with it, plus it really is one of the best systems in the world. There is a stop practically on every other street.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The metro runs roughly from 5 am to about 1 am, some lines very by a few minutes.&lt;br /&gt;At nights and weekends it does not come as often, but it's still pretty reliable.&lt;br /&gt;You always have to look at the last stop on the line you are going to be taking as that will be the direction you'll have to take.&lt;br /&gt;If you can avoid changing at large stops such as Chatelet, Montparnasse, Republique or Bastille, because sometimes the tunnels are very long and crowded. But you probably will have to do it at some point. Just for reference, when changing lines look for the sign "CORRESPONDANCE" with your lines number on it (they run by numbers, just like the arrondissements)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5235/4062/1600/ticket_t.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5235/4062/320/ticket_t.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5235/4062/1600/paris_visite.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5235/4062/320/paris_visite.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can buy a number of different metro passes depending on what you need.  There is a one time ticket that comes solo or is sold by ten, a day ticket, as well as an array of special tourist passes ranging from 1 - 5 days (the 5 day pass is 27€, so just get a regular week pass).&lt;br /&gt;The weekly and monthly passes are called la "Carte Orange" and they are the most economical way to get around. The card is purchased from Sunday to Monday in most Metro stations and costs 16.00€/week and 52.50€/mo. &lt;br /&gt;They will ask you which zones? If you are not living outside of Paris, you'll need zones 1 &amp; 2.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5235/4062/1600/orange.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5235/4062/320/orange.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You'll also need a wallet size photo for this card but some bigger stations have a booth in which to take it. Un "Carnet" which contains 10 tickets is also available for 10.50€ but less convenient. If you are moving to Paris for a longer period of time you might try their yearly ticket called Intégrale. Your choice will depend on how often you plan to use the RATP system. By all means keep your validated ticket until you get off the bus or metro. There is a fine for those caught without a ticket!&lt;br /&gt;Finally the RER, is the train that will take you outside of Paris, including the Airport.&lt;br /&gt;The RER lines are thicker on the map and they are not numbered, but rather have letter names such as A, B, and C&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is the web site in English:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.ratp.info/informer/anglais/index.php"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://www.ratp.info/informer/anglais/index.php&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally, if you need help figuring out all the connections as well as the time it will take you to get to your destination you may use the web site to map out your itinerary.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36357889-116311184292977550?l=iwanttogotoparis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iwanttogotoparis.blogspot.com/feeds/116311184292977550/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36357889&amp;postID=116311184292977550' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36357889/posts/default/116311184292977550'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36357889/posts/default/116311184292977550'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iwanttogotoparis.blogspot.com/2006/11/metro-map-aka-get-with-it.html' title='METRO MAP: aka  get with it'/><author><name>Kasia Koniar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10325234745454939908</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-FL20NVkon8c/TxOGpYDXh5I/AAAAAAAACU4/Tz3_OgsRihQ/s220/kasia_koniar_moda_nextel.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36357889.post-116304995602130629</id><published>2006-11-08T20:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-09T05:33:30.536-08:00</updated><title type='text'>THE MAP OF PARIS: aka le plan de Paris</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5235/4062/1600/paris_map.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5235/4062/400/paris_map.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Paris is always a good idea" - the movie Sabrina&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I must agree with this quote, but I will add that it's even a better idea to walk through Paris and its large Houssmanian avenues, or its winding streets, to visit its mysterious courtyards, and its parks.&lt;br /&gt;Paris is divided into twenty districts, also known as les arrondisments. These are numbered from 1 to 20, starting in the middle of the map and spreading outward like a snail.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Each district has a unique beauty and identity.&lt;br /&gt;I have already mentioned some of the arrondissements in my previous posts, and will surely mention many others in the future. For now it’s important to mention that there are at least two very important and idiosyncratic identities; that of the left and that of the right bank of the Seine River. Very different vibes!&lt;br /&gt;the left bank is Quartier Latin, Saint Germain des Pres, Montparnesse, Tour Eiffel, Musée d'Orsay, etc. The right bank is the Louvre, Marais, Opera, Montmartre, Chatelet/Les Halles etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The left was often thought of as the more bohemian part of town, now a days though, that is questionable. The left is quite bourgeoisie, although certain areas of the right bank are obviously as well. But then the right has Bastille, and the 11th district, it has Chatelet, Le Marais, the 2nd and 4th which are all very eclectic and inhabited by Les Bobos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's actually a good term to know. Le Bobo,a name derived from bourgeoisie bohemian, stands for a sort of a spoiled rich kids who looks like and lives like an artist. Think lower east side if you are familiar with NYC.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, here are a couple of other links for more info on the subject:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http&lt;a href="http://www.parisnet.net/parismap.html"&gt;://www.parisnet.net/parismap.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://&lt;a href="http://www.paris.org/glossary.html"&gt;www.paris.org/glossary.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36357889-116304995602130629?l=iwanttogotoparis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iwanttogotoparis.blogspot.com/feeds/116304995602130629/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36357889&amp;postID=116304995602130629' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36357889/posts/default/116304995602130629'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36357889/posts/default/116304995602130629'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iwanttogotoparis.blogspot.com/2006/11/map-of-paris-aka-le-plan-de-paris.html' title='THE MAP OF PARIS: aka le plan de Paris'/><author><name>Kasia Koniar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10325234745454939908</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-FL20NVkon8c/TxOGpYDXh5I/AAAAAAAACU4/Tz3_OgsRihQ/s220/kasia_koniar_moda_nextel.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36357889.post-116300144720755068</id><published>2006-11-08T07:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-08T10:25:41.020-08:00</updated><title type='text'>GRAFFITI WORLD OF PARIS</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5235/4062/1600/85537753_9ddfcdf5ab_m.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5235/4062/320/85537753_9ddfcdf5ab_m.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When in Paris, chances are you might suddenly encounter Mr. Cat (Monsieur Chat) who has become an iconic figure, which surprises Parisians and tourists alike with his enigmatic feline smile in the most random places.&lt;br /&gt;I particularly remember having a coffee at Georges, a swanky cafe/restaurant situated at the top of the George Pompidou center, which boasts one of the most breath taking views of the City of Lights.&lt;br /&gt;Well there I am, sipping on a café crème, and all of a sudden I notice a giant yellow grinning cat staring at me from a rooftop across the street. I loved the image but wondered who had the guts to actually climb that high. I didn't really got too curious until I spotted another such tag on a wall in Montmartre and then a few days later another one in Bastille. It wasn't long before I realized that Paris was full of Monsieur Chat graffiti graphics, and it became almost like a game, like a personal wink that would bring a smile to my face whenever I spotted a new cat somewhere unexpectedly. I later heard that he has traveled to other cities in France and even the rest of Europe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monsieur Chat has become such an icon that a young filmmaker Chris Marker, of La Jetee fame, made a political essay called Chat perches (Perched Cats) in which he claims that the cats started to appear after the September 11 attacks. True on not, Monsieur Chat and his dashing grin are a definitely a nice little detail about modern Paris.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;check these out for more fun:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://www.flickr.com/photos/tofz4u/sets/1691054&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/tofz4u/sets/1691054"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pour les Francophones check this out &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://monsieurchat.free.fr/MChat.php"&gt;http://monsieurchat.free.fr/MChat.php&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another fabulous Parisian graffiti treat are the sexy Fafi girls. The artist has already become a star in her own right with albums featured at the Colette ûber-store&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5235/4062/1600/opera.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5235/4062/320/opera.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.fafi.net"&gt;http://www.fafi.net&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://&lt;a href="http://www.myspace.com/fafinette"&gt;www.myspace.com/fafinette&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36357889-116300144720755068?l=iwanttogotoparis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iwanttogotoparis.blogspot.com/feeds/116300144720755068/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36357889&amp;postID=116300144720755068' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36357889/posts/default/116300144720755068'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36357889/posts/default/116300144720755068'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iwanttogotoparis.blogspot.com/2006/11/graffiti-world-of-paris.html' title='GRAFFITI WORLD OF PARIS'/><author><name>Kasia Koniar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10325234745454939908</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-FL20NVkon8c/TxOGpYDXh5I/AAAAAAAACU4/Tz3_OgsRihQ/s220/kasia_koniar_moda_nextel.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36357889.post-116290807612727438</id><published>2006-11-07T05:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-07T06:06:37.460-08:00</updated><title type='text'>PARIS CRAZY</title><content type='html'>I guess I knew it already, but it has been  confirmed that the obsession with Paris is not just my little personal madness, it's a contagious disease: parisbreakfasts&lt;a href="http://parisbreakfasts.blogspot.com"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36357889-116290807612727438?l=iwanttogotoparis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iwanttogotoparis.blogspot.com/feeds/116290807612727438/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36357889&amp;postID=116290807612727438' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36357889/posts/default/116290807612727438'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36357889/posts/default/116290807612727438'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iwanttogotoparis.blogspot.com/2006/11/paris-crazy.html' title='PARIS CRAZY'/><author><name>Kasia Koniar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10325234745454939908</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-FL20NVkon8c/TxOGpYDXh5I/AAAAAAAACU4/Tz3_OgsRihQ/s220/kasia_koniar_moda_nextel.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36357889.post-116283909215924566</id><published>2006-11-06T10:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-06T11:00:35.543-08:00</updated><title type='text'>WHO SAID FRENCH WOMEN DON'T GET FAT?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5235/4062/1600/cover.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5235/4062/320/cover.5.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I stumbled on a blog http://www.katawoo.com&lt;a href="http://http://www.katawoo.com/too/?p=8"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; which claims that Parisians, not French woman don't get fat because of the amount of walking one does in the city. I do agree that in this respect Paris truly is like NY and one does walk a great deal. However, as much as I love Paris, I take it for what it is and I do admit that I never found French women to be particularly thin. Are they thinner then Americans? Yes, most every other nation is. It is true, the French are often petite people but the average weight is about 60 kg, to 160 cm, definitely not you svelte silhouette of a model which is usually at 50 Kg for 180 cm. Furthermore I also discovered this new find in the Daily Mai  www.dailymail.co.uk&lt;a href="http://www.dailymail.co.uk"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36357889-116283909215924566?l=iwanttogotoparis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iwanttogotoparis.blogspot.com/feeds/116283909215924566/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36357889&amp;postID=116283909215924566' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36357889/posts/default/116283909215924566'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36357889/posts/default/116283909215924566'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iwanttogotoparis.blogspot.com/2006/11/who-said-french-women-dont-get-fat.html' title='WHO SAID FRENCH WOMEN DON&apos;T GET FAT?'/><author><name>Kasia Koniar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10325234745454939908</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-FL20NVkon8c/TxOGpYDXh5I/AAAAAAAACU4/Tz3_OgsRihQ/s220/kasia_koniar_moda_nextel.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36357889.post-116233557814402929</id><published>2006-10-31T14:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-03T14:24:58.750-08:00</updated><title type='text'>HALLOWEEN A LA FRANCAISE</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5235/4062/1600/Copie_de_gargouille.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5235/4062/320/Copie_de_gargouille.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5235/4062/1600/gargoyle1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5235/4062/320/gargoyle1.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Halloween is a recent phenomenon in France. It's now officially cool to dress up and party, but it definitely is no tradition. In fact, the fad only started to seriously affect the Frenchies about five or six years ago. Instead, France traditionally celebrates La Toussaint (all saints) on November 1st, which is a catholic holiday, and is often much more serious and grim. People usually dine in an intimate atmosphere, visit their family tombs and remember the dead, pretend they care, so on and so forth. Since today it is Halloween I decided to post a few somber images of Paris, some of which I got from this wonderful site: &lt;a href="http://www.pebourgouin.com"&gt;www.pebourgouin.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Paris can strangely be most appealing when it is somber. It's eerie feel on days like these would always make me think of Gotham city.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5235/4062/1600/NBPN001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5235/4062/320/NBPN001.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5235/4062/1600/gargoyle2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5235/4062/320/gargoyle2.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To read more on the subject check this out:                                               &lt;a href="http://gofrance.about.com/cs/festivals/a/halloween.htm"&gt;gofrance.about.com/cs/festivals/a/halloween.htm&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36357889-116233557814402929?l=iwanttogotoparis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iwanttogotoparis.blogspot.com/feeds/116233557814402929/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36357889&amp;postID=116233557814402929' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36357889/posts/default/116233557814402929'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36357889/posts/default/116233557814402929'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iwanttogotoparis.blogspot.com/2006/10/halloween-la-francaise.html' title='HALLOWEEN A LA FRANCAISE'/><author><name>Kasia Koniar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10325234745454939908</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-FL20NVkon8c/TxOGpYDXh5I/AAAAAAAACU4/Tz3_OgsRihQ/s220/kasia_koniar_moda_nextel.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36357889.post-116224344304238407</id><published>2006-10-30T12:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-10-31T15:04:14.076-08:00</updated><title type='text'>SPENDING IN LE QUARTIER LATIN</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5235/4062/1600/legs%20and%20shopping%20bags2.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5235/4062/400/legs%20and%20shopping%20bags2.gif" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fueled by the small yet potent French espresso, you could easily shop yourself to oblivion while in Paris. Sounds alluring? I think I can help. Yes, there is a mind boggling choice of boutiques among the many eclectic districts of Paris and it might be hard to decide where to begin. &lt;br /&gt;The left bank is a good place to start just because you might want to experience le vieux Paris first hand and check out the legendary Quartier Latin while you drain your credit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;RUE DE RENNES AND RUE DU FOUR&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boulevard Saint Germain, well, you probably have heard of this place right? It is known for its artist and literary hang outs such as Café de Flore, or Café Les Deux Magots, for the innumerable restaurants, for its Church of St Germain, the oldest in Paris and the myriad of jazz clubs and bookstores. In fact the rich history of the district makes it one of the most popular quarters in the City of lights. &lt;br /&gt;A few steps away from Boulevard St Germain you will find two winding roads crossing each other; Rue de Rennes and Rue du Four. Both are very well known for their countless boutiques and this is precisely where you can start spending your money.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rue du Four is filled with tiny and cozy shops, often beautifully adorned and styled up to date. Yes you are entering trendy land. Color and décor are king here, while “le paraitre or the appearance is the key word. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rue de Rennes is a rather large avenue leading from Place Saint Germain de Pres towards Gare Montparnasse in the 14th district of Paris, popular after WWII among the lost generation and the likes of Hemingway and Gertrude Stein. You will find there an array of small concept stores, countless shoe boutiques and big name brands. Again, here you are only steps away from the unique, renowned and hip department store “Le Bon Marche”. In need of a break? Grab the legendary macaroon cookie with a café au lait at the prominent and very snug “La Duree patisserie also in the neighborhood but be sure to get a table upstairs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Rue du Four&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Place: &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Bootshop&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20 rue du Four, 75006, Paris&lt;br /&gt;Why it'’s hot: In this tiny haven you will find fabulous suede and leather boots for any occasion and almost in any color&lt;br /&gt;They sell: Boots, shoes, selected belts and necklaces&lt;br /&gt;Contact: 01 46 33 60 73&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Place: &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Candy Rocket'’s&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22 rue du Four, 75006, Paris&lt;br /&gt;Why it'’s hot: First of all the clothes are moderately priced, and secondly there is lots to choose from, so surely there is something waiting just for you&lt;br /&gt;They sell: Casual clothes and accessories, frilly dresses, and long beaded necklaces, they also carry a full stock of the sexy “Anti Flirt” brand&lt;br /&gt;Contact: 01 43 26 96 85&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Place: &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Pom D'Api&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;28 rue du Four, 75006, Paris&lt;br /&gt;Why it'’s hot: This wonder of a little shop resembles a kindergarten playground. This is a baby shoe store par excellence. The tiny shoes and galoshes in a myriad of styles and colors will have you gaping even if you don'’t need to buy them just yet&lt;br /&gt;They sell: Shoes, sneakers, sandals, and galoshes for babies&lt;br /&gt;Contact: 01 45 48 39 31&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.pomdapi.fr"&gt;www.pomdapi.fr&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Place: &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Free Lance&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;30 rue du Four, 75006, Paris&lt;br /&gt;Why it'’s hot: You will find here the wildest boots and shoes you can imagine. Boots in crocodile or python skins, heels in shiny treated leather, and stilettos worthy of red carpet galas are scattered all over the shelves.&lt;br /&gt;They sell: Shoes, boots and accessories&lt;br /&gt;Contact: 01 45 48 14 78&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Place: &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Alambic&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;34 rue du Four, 75006, Paris&lt;br /&gt;Why it'’s hot: This place is for lovers of stylish casual wear. A large and rich stock of Miss Sixty jeans and bags, Jean Paul Gaultier jeans and other informal gear is waiting for you.&lt;br /&gt;They sell: Laid back and sporty clothes for women&lt;br /&gt;Contact: 01 45 48 49 48&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Place: &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Maje&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;42 rue du Four, 75006, Paris&lt;br /&gt;Why it's hot: This place is a gold mine for fab, unique pieces from hippy to Boho chic in modern fabrics and stylish cuts. All the latest looks straight from the runways are on display at this small shop. You'’ll also find great bags in leather and funky accessories.&lt;br /&gt;They sell: Everything you may want and need to fill your ever-hungry closet&lt;br /&gt;Clientele: Hip fashion lovers&lt;br /&gt;Contact: 01 42 22 47 80&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Place: &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;EV by et vous&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;46 rue du Four, 75006, Paris&lt;br /&gt;Why it's hot: Et Vous is a famous French chain of stylish stores, EV by Et Vous is the updated, modern spin on it, especially designed for the trendy young clientele from the left bank.&lt;br /&gt;They sell: Progressive clothes and ornaments.&lt;br /&gt;Contact: 01 45 44 70 21&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5235/4062/1600/ev_shop.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5235/4062/400/ev_shop.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Place: &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Via Venise Collection&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;50 rue du Four, 75006, Paris&lt;br /&gt;Why it'’s hot: Great cuts and styles, modern and unobtrusive. This shoe shop will have you confused as to which pair to choose from; all are hot and desirable. Come with a trusted advisor or a personal shopper.&lt;br /&gt;They sell: Boots and shoes&lt;br /&gt;Contact: 01 42 22 52 38&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Rue de Rennes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Place: &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Comptoir des Cotonnieres&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;47 rue de Rennes, 75006, Paris&lt;br /&gt;Why it's hot: The ad always features a mother and a daughter, sometimes it'’s hard to tell which one is which. Yes these clothes make them look fab. Many basics, sober colors with only a handful of bright color each season. The styles are relaxed, poised and of the moment. Whenever in one of the stores (this is a chain) there is always something I want for days on after.&lt;br /&gt;They sell: Women'’s apparel&lt;br /&gt;Contact: 01 42 22 58 53&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Place: &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Lancel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;43 rue de Rennes, 75006, Paris&lt;br /&gt;Why it'’s hot: The softness of the leather and suede, the color combinations and intricate work, the classy yet so very hot styles, oh dear! There isn't a season I don'’t wish one of those bags or wallets was mine. The ads feature Liz Hurley sporting the sexy Lancel gear.&lt;br /&gt;They sell: Leather bags, wallets, belts and timepieces.&lt;br /&gt;Contact: 01 42 22 94 73&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.lancel.com"&gt;www.lancel.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Place: &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Georg Jensen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;51 rue de Rennes, 75006, Paris&lt;br /&gt;Why it'’s hot: The famous Danish silversmith who is known for making the most contemporary and modern jewelry and watches, has a style which best translates to that of refinement and understatement. His fragile and yet sober lines leave no one indifferent.&lt;br /&gt;They sell: Jewels and watches, all with precious stones, in gold or sterling silver.&lt;br /&gt;Contact: O1 45 44 49 49&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.georgjensen.com"&gt;www.georgjensen.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Place: &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Celine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;58 rue de Rennes, 75006, Paris&lt;br /&gt;Why it'’s hot: It is the famous French brand of ready to wear, handbags and accessories with few stores all over Paris, but when in Paris this one is probably the most intimate and fun to visit.&lt;br /&gt;They sell: Luxury products ranging from leather goods, sunglasses, watches, clothes and bags.&lt;br /&gt;Contact: 01 45 48 58 55&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Place: &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Just a Dream&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;61 rue de Rennes, 75006, Paris&lt;br /&gt;Why it's hot: This is a design store with a goal of bringing you comfort, all of the goods are made from silk, cashmere or other high quality fabrics. What'’s great is that you can find a cozy blanket as well as the softest pillow you ever laid your head on but you'’ll also find lingerie and clothes.&lt;br /&gt;What do they sell: Anything soft, comfortable and comforting, from house décor to bed sheets to slips.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Place: &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Secret Dessous&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;74 rue de Rennes, 75006, Paris&lt;br /&gt;Why it'’s hot: This place has a wide variety of sweet to sexy lingerie at quite affordable prices. You'’ll be able to pick from a large stock of styles, cuts that flatter virtually any female morphology and also from the almost rainbow like colors.&lt;br /&gt;What do they sell: Lingerie&lt;br /&gt;Contact: 01 44 39 30 10&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36357889-116224344304238407?l=iwanttogotoparis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iwanttogotoparis.blogspot.com/feeds/116224344304238407/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36357889&amp;postID=116224344304238407' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36357889/posts/default/116224344304238407'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36357889/posts/default/116224344304238407'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iwanttogotoparis.blogspot.com/2006/10/spending-in-le-quartier-latin.html' title='SPENDING IN LE QUARTIER LATIN'/><author><name>Kasia Koniar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10325234745454939908</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-FL20NVkon8c/TxOGpYDXh5I/AAAAAAAACU4/Tz3_OgsRihQ/s220/kasia_koniar_moda_nextel.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36357889.post-116188812549731975</id><published>2006-10-26T11:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-27T14:26:13.356-07:00</updated><title type='text'>PARIS CHOCOLATE TOUR</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5235/4062/1600/cake.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5235/4062/320/cake.0.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am, as you are probably guessing right now, a highly dependent chocoholic, with an addiction for the darkest of the dark cocoa creations. My obesession gave me quite a reputation, and so, as I was leaving Paris I got a chocolate scented candle from La Durée, a box of Maison du Chocolat minis and a giant chocolate Eiffel Tower, plus a few less memorable, yet cocoa derived cadeaux.&lt;br /&gt;Yes, I ate it all to.&lt;br /&gt;Anyhow, Paris has a few truly wonderful places for people like me, and because I know that I am not alone, here is a short list of some of the best places for the most orgasmic chololate in Pariggi.&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy it for me if you go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;La Durée&lt;/span&gt;, has an amazing cup of hot chocolate, the best macaroons in Paris, and a mind-boggling choice of pastries as well as chocolates. You can also grab an omelet or a salad at all the locations. Also, be sure to take home a chocolate or caramel scented candle. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Several locations in Paris, including Les Champs Elysées, Rue Royale, and Blv St-Germain &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.laduree.fr"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;www.laduree.fr&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lenôtre is a classy traiteur, with several shops scattered throughout Paris.&lt;br /&gt;But beyond great terrines and soufflés they also offer extraordinary chocolate treats.For those a little more curious about the world of chocolate and who wish to learn its secrets, Lenôtre offers morning and weeklong classes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Ecole Lenôtre&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;48 avenue Victor Hugo, 75116 Paris&lt;br /&gt;Tél: 01 45 02 21 21&lt;br /&gt;Métro: Victor Hugo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.lenotre.fr "&gt;www.lenotre.fr &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Paris' best ice cream can be found chez Berthillon on Ile St-Louis. Here is an idea for a decadent afternoon snack pair a scoop of their chocolate sorbet with a mug of frothy hot chocolate. Their Salon de Thé next door to the ice cream shop also has unbelievable desserts, including perhaps the best, tarte Tatin in Paris.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Berthillon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;31 rue St. Louis-en-L'ile&lt;br /&gt;Métro: Pont Marie or Sully-Morland&lt;br /&gt;Closed Monday and Tuesday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.berthillon.fr"&gt;www.berthillon.fr&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The prestigious Ritz-Escoffier school for amateur and professional gastronomes offers courses, which are given with a translator and a Ritz chef. If you wish to learn your chocolate ABC's at this establishment, book yourself for the chocolate class - well in advance. It's as high in demand as its chocolates!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ecole Ritz Escoffier&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15 place Vendome (student entrance: 38 rue Cambon, 75001 Paris) &lt;br /&gt;Tél: 01 43 16 30 50&lt;br /&gt;Métro: Concorde/Opera/Madeleine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.ritzparis.com"&gt;www.ritzparis.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Antoine Rumpelmayer founded this grand Viennese café, in 1903. It was a favorite with Proust, Coco Chanel and George V. Angelina is a must for Parisians and tourists alike. The thick as honey, sweet hot chocolate, is accompanied with cream and served on a silver tray, and yes you should definitely try the pastries to. I know, I know, you can go on a diet some other lifetime.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chez Angelina &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;226 Rue de Rivoli, 75001 Paris&lt;br /&gt;Tél: 01 42 60 82 00&lt;br /&gt;Métro: Tuileries&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.angelina.fr"&gt;www.angelina.fr&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the chocolate lover's dream come true. Some 100,000 chocoholics, and chocolatiers from all over the world, descend on the Carrousel du Louvre for chocolate fashion shows, chocolate sculpture, chocolate awards, chocolate workshops and chocolate tasting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Le Salon du Chocolat&lt;/span&gt; 31 Oct-4 Nov&lt;br /&gt;Carrousel du Louvre, 99, rue de Rivoli, 75001 Paris &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.chocoland.com"&gt;www.chocoland.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5235/4062/1600/FR2.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5235/4062/320/FR2.0.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maitre Jean-Paul Hevin's boutiques are on the chocolate A-list. He has won numerous international competitions for his creations in cocoa, and recently designed the chocolate rabbit, which starred alongside Juliette Binoche and Jonny Depp in the film adaptation of Joanne Harris' novel, Chocolat.&lt;br /&gt;Hevin's boutique on the rue Saint-Honore also has a Salon de Thé on the second floor, where besides indulging in creamy hot chocolate you can actually order a meal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jean-Paul Hevin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boutique et Salon de Thé&lt;br /&gt;231 rue Saint-Honore, 75001 Paris&lt;br /&gt;Tél: 01 55 35 35 96&lt;br /&gt;Métro: Tuileries&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other locations: 3 rue Vavin, 75006 Paris &lt;br /&gt;and 16 avenue de la Motte-Picquet, 75007 Paris &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chocolates may be ordered over the Internet at &lt;a href="http://www.hevin-chocolatier.com"&gt;www.hevin-chocolatier.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Delicabar is located in Le Grand Epicerie, and it isn't uncommon to see a line of shoppers waiting to savor chocolate créateur's Sébastien Gaudard's chocolat chaud. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Delicabar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At Le Grand Epicerie &lt;br /&gt;26-38 rue de Sévres &lt;br /&gt;Métro: Sévres-Babylon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.delicabar.fr"&gt;www.delicabar.fr&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Robert Linxe is an old master, who helped put France on the world map of chocolate in the 1970s when he opened his first boutique. He is known among the crème de la crème of international chocoholics who appreciate the sophisticated choice of subtle and smooth, classic flavors such as caramel and plain but also intriguing tastes such as fennel and lemon zest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5235/4062/1600/homepage.1.png"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5235/4062/320/homepage.1.png" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;La Maison du Chocolat&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;225du Faubourg Saint-Honore, 75008 Paris&lt;br /&gt;Métro: Ternes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Other locations: 52 rue Francois 1, 75008 Paris, 8 boulevard de la Madeleine, 75009 Paris, 19 rue de Sevres, 75006 Paris and 89 avenue Raymond Pincare, 75116 Paris.) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.lamaisonduchocolat.fr"&gt;www.lamaisonduchocolat.fr&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This tiny, and modern chocolate shop is located on the trendy rue Montorgueil near Les Halles, the busiest neighborhood of the City of Lights. Be sure to order a cup of their dark, bittersweet brew, which gushes from their well-polished copper cauldron.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Charles Chocolatier&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15, rue Montorgueil&lt;br /&gt;Métro: Les Halles&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pierre Hermé has been dubbed by the international press as the "Picasso of Pastries, and his passion for technical precision has redefined the art of pastry making. &lt;br /&gt;While you are there get Hermé carré Yu: orange zest cream, raw and cooked apples flavored with orange and yuzu, sablé breton crust, covered with a thin layer of white chocolate, or Yu: a milk chocolate casing filled with layers of praline meringue and whipped cream, raw and cooked apples flavored with orange and yuzu, praline cream. the macaroons are not only creative but orgasmic as well!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pierre Hermé Boutique&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;72 rue Bonaparte&lt;br /&gt;75006 Paris&lt;br /&gt;Tél: 01 43 54 47 77&lt;br /&gt;Métro: Saint-Sulpice&lt;br /&gt;(Also at 185 rue de Vaugirard 75015 Paris Tél:01 47 83 89 96)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36357889-116188812549731975?l=iwanttogotoparis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iwanttogotoparis.blogspot.com/feeds/116188812549731975/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36357889&amp;postID=116188812549731975' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36357889/posts/default/116188812549731975'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36357889/posts/default/116188812549731975'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iwanttogotoparis.blogspot.com/2006/10/paris-chocolate-tour.html' title='PARIS CHOCOLATE TOUR'/><author><name>Kasia Koniar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10325234745454939908</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-FL20NVkon8c/TxOGpYDXh5I/AAAAAAAACU4/Tz3_OgsRihQ/s220/kasia_koniar_moda_nextel.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36357889.post-116171756140903920</id><published>2006-10-24T12:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-27T15:39:40.450-07:00</updated><title type='text'>NAUGHTY PARIS</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5235/4062/1600/bouche2.0.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5235/4062/320/bouche2.0.gif" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5235/4062/1600/file_204034_50249.0.png"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5235/4062/320/file_204034_50249.0.png" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We all know that Paris is the romantic capital, and that it has quite a reputation for being libertine.&lt;br /&gt;There are lots of coquettish things to do and places to visit if you feel like being naughty. While Pigalle, the bordello and sex shop district of Paris should definitely be visited just because of its rich history, the bright lights (so go at night) and simply for kicks, it is, I must warn you, a tad sleazy. Like Rue St-Denis, the other sex shop Mecca situated near les Halles district, Pigalle unfortunately exudes creepiness. If you decide to go, no worries, you will always be safe (Police is around 24/7).  However, there are definitely better places in Paris to unleash the sex beast in you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;1) THE LIBERATION OF THE SEX TOY:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For tasteful Sex shops and inventive gadgets check out the chic boutique by famous rive gauche designer Sonia Rykiel. The Brainchild of her daughter Nathalie is Rykiel Woman a boutique where you will find Dildos among cashmere sweaters and little lace tops.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Rykiel Woman &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4, rue de Grenelle, &lt;br /&gt;75006 Paris&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://soniarykiel.com"&gt;http://soniarykiel.com &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once the sex toys made it out of Pigalle, it seems they spread boldly and unstoppably through Paris, like an army of little love soldiers reaching some of the chicest districts of the capital. This is bourgeois corruption at its best.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Yoba La Boutique Coquine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11 rue du Marché Saint Honoré &lt;br /&gt;75001 Paris&lt;br /&gt;Tél:01 40 41 04 06 &lt;br /&gt;Mon-Fri from 11:00 - 8:00  &lt;br /&gt;Sat 12:00 -8:00&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.yobaparis.com"&gt;www.yobaparis.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Printemps one of Les grands magasins, or what we call in the US, department stores, has a special chic sex toy section that resembles a boudoir rather than a dark ally way shop. With this revolutionary step sex toys now thrive in an elegant, clean and well-lit environment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Le Printemps Haussmann&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;64 bd Haussmann &lt;br /&gt;75009 Paris&lt;br /&gt;Mon-Fri from 9:35 – 7:00 &lt;br /&gt;Nocturne on Thursdays till 10:00&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://departmentstoreparis.printemps.com"&gt;departmentstoreparis.printemps.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Proof that in France sex toys have definitely been demystified is that since this summer you’ll find them even in, certain pharmacies. I wonder if doctors prescribe them in some cases of the blues?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;2) TAKE IT ALL OFF&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Strip clubs are like anything else there are the good the bad and the ugly, but I’ll focus on the excellent ones. Having a drink at these places it is quite the thing to do these days, so why not make it tasteful. There is usually a cover charge ranging between 20 – 50, drinks may or may not be included check web sites for details.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Stringfellows&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;By far the most elegant and exclusive&lt;br /&gt;Here you can even have a meal while you get a lap dance.&lt;br /&gt;27, avenue des Ternes &lt;br /&gt;75017 Paris&lt;br /&gt;Métro: Ternes &lt;br /&gt;Tél: 01 47 66 45 00&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.stringfellows-paris.net"&gt;www.stringfellows-paris.net&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pink Paradise&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Splendid and run by Paris party royalty the Guettas.&lt;br /&gt;49-51, rue de Ponthieu &lt;br /&gt;75008 Paris&lt;br /&gt;Métro: Franklin-D Roosevelt &lt;br /&gt;Tél: 01.58.36.19.20&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.pinkparadise.fr"&gt;www.pinkparadise.fr&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Hustler Club&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Definitely the least chic of the three and the most touristy.&lt;br /&gt;13-15, rue de Berri &lt;br /&gt;75008 Paris&lt;br /&gt;Métro: Charles de Gaulle Etoile &lt;br /&gt;Tél : 01 53 53 86 00&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.hustlerclubparis.com "&gt;www.hustlerclubparis.com &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5235/4062/1600/BardotB36.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5235/4062/320/BardotB36.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) HISTORY OF EROTICA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A museum devoted to erotic art in all its forms.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Musée de L'Erotisme&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;72, boulevard de Clichy &lt;br /&gt;75018 Paris&lt;br /&gt;Métro: Blanche &lt;br /&gt;Tickets: 7 Euros&lt;br /&gt;5 Euros: for students, unemployed, and groups of 10 people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.musee-erotisme.com"&gt;www.musee-erotisme.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;4) SEXY LINGERIE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Chantal Thomass&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lingerie legend is back with this Louis XV-inspired boudoir boutique. This is naughtiness at its best, striking between playfulness and straight-on seduction. Silk negligees Chantilly lace and lascivious bra-and-corset. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;211 rue St-Honoré, &lt;br /&gt;75001, Paris&lt;br /&gt;Tél: 01 42 60 40 56&lt;br /&gt;Métro: Tuileries.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alice Cadolle &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Has been in the business of selling lingerie since 1889. At the rue Cambon shop you’ll find bras, corsets, and sleepwear. On rue St-Honoré, Madame Cadolle also offers a made-to-measure service popular with couture clients. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5235/4062/1600/corset.png"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5235/4062/320/corset.png" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4 rue Cambon &lt;br /&gt;75001, Paris &lt;br /&gt;Tél: 01 42 60 94 22&lt;br /&gt;Métro: Concorde&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;255 rue St-Honoré&lt;br /&gt;75001, Paris &lt;br /&gt;Tél:01 42 60 94 94&lt;br /&gt;Métro: Concorde&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;5) CABARETS&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah those legs have been driving men wild for years. This is a true legendary Paris show.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Crazy Horse&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12, avenue George V &lt;br /&gt;75008 Paris&lt;br /&gt;Métro: George V &lt;br /&gt;Tél: 01 47 23 32 32 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.lecrazyhorseparis.com"&gt;www.lecrazyhorseparis.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The famous Bluebell girls still make this place one of the best Parisian cabarets.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Lido&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;116 bis, avenue des Champs-Elysées, &lt;br /&gt;75008 Paris&lt;br /&gt;Tél: 01.40.76.56.10&lt;br /&gt;Métro: George V &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.lido.fr/cabaret-paris.html"&gt;www.lido.fr/cabaret-paris.html&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36357889-116171756140903920?l=iwanttogotoparis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iwanttogotoparis.blogspot.com/feeds/116171756140903920/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36357889&amp;postID=116171756140903920' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36357889/posts/default/116171756140903920'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36357889/posts/default/116171756140903920'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iwanttogotoparis.blogspot.com/2006/10/naughty-paris.html' title='NAUGHTY PARIS'/><author><name>Kasia Koniar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10325234745454939908</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-FL20NVkon8c/TxOGpYDXh5I/AAAAAAAACU4/Tz3_OgsRihQ/s220/kasia_koniar_moda_nextel.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36357889.post-116138592270463818</id><published>2006-10-20T15:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-27T14:26:40.130-07:00</updated><title type='text'>WHEN IN A HURRY DON'T WAIST YOUR TIME:10 hot Paris treats in a rush</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5235/4062/1600/P1070803.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5235/4062/320/P1070803.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5235/4062/1600/images.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5235/4062/320/images.0.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every time a friend, yoga classmate, a dentist or a friend of his is on their way to Paris, I am usually asked for recommendations. Obviously I don't waist my time suggesting a visit to the Centre Pompidou, or a stroll on the Champs Elysées, but rather I try to concentrate on a few more amusing alternatives. Over the years I noticed that some of these addresses seem to be particularly popular!&lt;br /&gt;This said, if you've never been to Paris, and your trip is a brief run through, you definitely wanna check out a few cool spots that go beyond the Eiffel Tower and the Louvre. Here is a short list of ideas&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;1) INFO:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Get &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;fusac&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;a href="http://www.fusac.fr  "&gt;www.fusac.fr  &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;French-USA Contacts magazine, mainly with classifieds for English speaking expats, it has all of the valuable info you may need to get a place, get a job, find a nanny, move your stuff etc. You can find it free in most tourist locations such as the English bookstore&lt;br /&gt;W.H Smith &lt;br /&gt;248 rue de Rivoli&lt;br /&gt;75001 Paris &lt;br /&gt;Métro: Concorde, Tuileries&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and at other countless shops, bagel places, etc &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also check out all of the many &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;métro pass&lt;/span&gt; possibilities on &lt;a href="http://www.ratp.info/informer/anglais/index.php"&gt;www.ratp.info/informer/anglais/index.php&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;métro is the best way to get around town. Cabs are great at night (because the métro closes at 1:00 am), although on weekend nights they are hard to come by, same on early mornings, and are really not a good idea at peak hours. In other words, take the métro!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;2) CULTURE:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Check out le &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Musée d'Orsay&lt;/span&gt; on Thursday nights, it's open till 9:45 for a nocturne, and you'll get one of the most beautiful views ever, plus if you're with someone the balcony is one of the best make out spots in Paris: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.museeorsay.fr"&gt;www.museeorsay.fr&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After you can walk across the Seine to the Louvre, where you can eat or grab a coffee at &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Cafe Marly&lt;/span&gt; while you enjoy the most amazing nocturnal view of the museum (the terrace is heated so even winter chills shouldn't get in your way). &lt;br /&gt;Where: Cour Napoléon; 93, rue de Rivoli; 1st Arrondisement. &lt;br /&gt;Tél: 49 26 06 60 &lt;br /&gt;Métro: Palais-Royal Musée du Louvre.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For novelty’s sake worth checking out is the new museum that opened about ten months ago, &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Quai Branly&lt;/span&gt;: &lt;a href="http://www.quaibranly.fr"&gt;www.quaibranly.fr&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Grand Palais&lt;/span&gt;, just reopened last year but is already one of the most popular fashion show lieues among brands such as Chanel and Dior. It is worth checking out just for the beauty of the colossal dome &lt;a href="http://www.rmn.fr/gngp-gb/index.html."&gt;www.rmn.fr/gngp-gb/index.html.&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And for fashion freaks, check out &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Musée de la Mode et du Costume&lt;/span&gt; aka musée Galliera, &lt;br /&gt;Palais Galliéra; 10, av. Pierre Ier de Serbie, 75116 Paris &lt;br /&gt;Tél: 47 20 85 23  &lt;br /&gt;Métro stop: Iéna, Alma-Marceau &lt;br /&gt;Open: 10 a.m.-5.40 p.m. &lt;br /&gt;Closed: Mondays, 01/01, 25/12&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Musée de la Mode et du Textile&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;au 107, rue de Rivoli&lt;br /&gt;75001 Paris &lt;br /&gt;Tél : 01 44 55 57 50&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh la la, I could go on, but I won't&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;3) EXERCISE:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Friday Night Fever&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since 1994 every Friday thousands of roller-bladders take to the streets, especially prepared for the event, and roll through the old capital. Don't miss it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.pari-roller.com"&gt;www.pari-roller.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The day after you may want to visit the cult spa where models, stars and the rest of the pampered girls escape from reality and into an oriental inspired realm of pleasures. Please reserve at least ten days in advance, but believe me it is worth the wait!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Les Bains du Marais&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;31-33 rue des Blancs Manteaux&lt;br /&gt;75004 Paris&lt;br /&gt;Tel: 01 64 02 02&lt;br /&gt;Métro: Hotel de Ville&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.lesbainsdumarais.com"&gt;www.lesbainsdumarais.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;4) PARTY: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For night time fun go to this highly in demand, renovated bordello, which was transformed into a night club:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Le Baron&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6, avenue Marceau&lt;br /&gt;75008 Paris&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5235/4062/1600/18852407647969s.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5235/4062/320/18852407647969s.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just as cool and “branché” (trendy in French) is:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Le Paris, Paris&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;5 avenue de l'Opera&lt;br /&gt;75008 Paris&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.leparisparis.com"&gt;www.leparisparis.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you wish to party at an earlier hour than 1:00 am, which is the standard time for starting a night in Paris, then go to Favela Chic, an eclectic and funky Brazilian joint where you can eat early and then dance starting from about 11:00 pm &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Favela Chic&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18 rue du Faubourg du Temple&lt;br /&gt;75011 Paris&lt;br /&gt;01 40 21 38 14&lt;br /&gt;Métro: Republique&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.favelachic.com"&gt;www.favelachic.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Le Pop in&lt;/span&gt; is also quite a crazy place if you like packed, eclectic and a little nuts!&lt;br /&gt;105 rue Amelot&lt;br /&gt;75011 Paris&lt;br /&gt;Tél: 01.48.05.56.11&lt;br /&gt;Métro: Sébastien Froissard&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5) CHOCOLATE AND OTHER TREATS: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Get some breakfast at &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;La Durée&lt;/span&gt;, be sure to get a hot chocolate and an assortment of macaroons, and to take home a chocolate or caramel scented candle. Several locations in Paris, including Les Champs Elysees, Rue Royale, and Blv St-Germain &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.laduree.fr"&gt;www.laduree.fr&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, Check out Angelina's, the best hot chocolate in the world, although I warn you, your spoon will stand upright&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Chez Angelina &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;226 Rue de Rivoli, 75001 Paris&lt;br /&gt;Tél: 01 42 60 82 00&lt;br /&gt;Métro: Tuileries&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.angelina.fr "&gt;www.angelina.fr &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6) FOOD: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, for this you should probably just get the red Michelin guide, because the topic is so vast, but I'll give you three price range favorites in excellent French cuisine, just for the sake of this list:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;L’amis Louis&lt;/span&gt; - neither good for your diet nor your packet, but your palette will dig!!!&lt;br /&gt;32 rue Vertbois &lt;br /&gt;75003, Paris&lt;br /&gt;Tel: 01 48 87 77 49&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chez Georges&lt;/span&gt; - plain good French food that won't ruin you&lt;br /&gt;1 rue du Mail,&lt;br /&gt;75002&lt;br /&gt;Tel:01 42 60 07 11 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Les Philosophes&lt;/span&gt; - an affordable Parisian classic spot in the heart of the Marais&lt;br /&gt;28 Rue Vieille du Temple &lt;br /&gt;75004 Paris &lt;br /&gt;Tel: 01.48.87.49.64&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;7) WINE:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Get some wine while you read a book at Belle Hortense, a little cozy spot across from les Philosophes. They both belong to the same owner along with the neighboring Petit Cheval and Les Chaises au plafond&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Belle Hortense&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;31 rue Vieille du Temple&lt;br /&gt;75004 Paris&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;8) SHOPPING: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Colette&lt;/span&gt; - the concept store par excellence&lt;br /&gt;213 rue Saint-Honoré&lt;br /&gt;75001 Paris&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Maria Luisa&lt;/span&gt; - small boutique with the best designer clothes you can dream of (ask about her other locations in the hood, including a men's store)&lt;br /&gt;2 rue Cambon&lt;br /&gt;75001 Paris&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Le Bon Marché&lt;/span&gt; -the best of le grands magasins (be sure to check out their gourmet section, or rather building)&lt;br /&gt;24 rue de Sévres&lt;br /&gt;75007 Paris&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And of course while you're at it I would recommend the beaten in style paths of Rue St-Honore and Avenue Montaigne, both legendary in the domain&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;9) VINTAGE: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Didier Ludot the Baron of vintage clothing from retro couture to the little black dress, a must visit pour une coquette respectable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5235/4062/1600/english_cover_petite.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5235/4062/320/english_cover_petite.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Didier Ludot&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19-24 galerie de Montpensier &lt;br /&gt;75001 Paris &lt;br /&gt;Tél: 01 42 96 06 56 &lt;br /&gt;Second shop “Little black dress”: 125 galerie de Valois, &lt;br /&gt;75001 Paris&lt;br /&gt;Tél: 01 40 15 01 04 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Chez Mamie&lt;/span&gt; - a prodigious address known to professionals in the field de la mode&lt;br /&gt;73 rue de Rochechouart, &lt;br /&gt;75009 Paris &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;10) COOL SLEEPING: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I won't speak here about the palaces such as Plaza Athénée, the Ritz, or even the slightly jaded Costes, instead check out these cool concept hotels; Le Murano, Le Petit Moulin and Kube&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Kube&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1-5, passage Ruelle  &lt;br /&gt;75018 Paris &lt;br /&gt;Tél: 01 42 05 20 00&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.kubehotel.com"&gt;www.kubehotel.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Murano&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13 Blvd du Temple&lt;br /&gt;75003 Paris&lt;br /&gt;Tél: 01 42 71 20 00&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.muranoresort.com"&gt;www.muranoresort.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the heart of le Marais lies a magical and quiet lieu entirely designed by Christain Lacroix himself&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Le Petit Moulin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;29-31 rue du Poitou&lt;br /&gt;75003 Paris&lt;br /&gt;Tél:01 42 74 10 10&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.paris-hotel-petitmoulin.com"&gt;www.paris-hotel-petitmoulin.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36357889-116138592270463818?l=iwanttogotoparis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iwanttogotoparis.blogspot.com/feeds/116138592270463818/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36357889&amp;postID=116138592270463818' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36357889/posts/default/116138592270463818'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36357889/posts/default/116138592270463818'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iwanttogotoparis.blogspot.com/2006/10/when-in-hurry-dont-waist-your-time10.html' title='WHEN IN A HURRY DON&apos;T WAIST YOUR TIME:10 hot Paris treats in a rush'/><author><name>Kasia Koniar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10325234745454939908</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-FL20NVkon8c/TxOGpYDXh5I/AAAAAAAACU4/Tz3_OgsRihQ/s220/kasia_koniar_moda_nextel.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36357889.post-116136567951959791</id><published>2006-10-20T10:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-24T12:20:23.140-07:00</updated><title type='text'>L'INTRO</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5235/4062/1600/17714025653436l.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5235/4062/320/17714025653436l.0.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hello everyone,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is just a quick post, the first post and so a formal hello. Its purpose is to let you all know that after spending nearly half of my life dreaming of living in Paris and then spending the other half of it actually doing it, I decided to create this space in order to help all of the future expats and travelers, all of the romantics and dreamers to make that dream and the process of getting there as seamless and as wonderful as possible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I decided to name this blog "I want to go to Paris" simply because that's where the story begins. While I was still in high school, I was already seriously obsessed by the myths and stories of the City of Lights. So I got, I can't remember where, this t-shirt that read in a continuous and uninterrupted stream "iwanttogotoparisiwanttogotoparisiwanttogotoparisiwanttogotoparisiwantogoto&lt;br /&gt;parisiwanttogotoparisiwanttogotoparisiwanttogo..." &lt;br /&gt;When he saw this, my dad, who with my mom both were connected to Paris in their own way, decided to take me there during summer vacation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The rest is history and I can't wait to begin ...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36357889-116136567951959791?l=iwanttogotoparis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iwanttogotoparis.blogspot.com/feeds/116136567951959791/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36357889&amp;postID=116136567951959791' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36357889/posts/default/116136567951959791'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36357889/posts/default/116136567951959791'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iwanttogotoparis.blogspot.com/2006/10/lintro.html' title='L&apos;INTRO'/><author><name>Kasia Koniar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10325234745454939908</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-FL20NVkon8c/TxOGpYDXh5I/AAAAAAAACU4/Tz3_OgsRihQ/s220/kasia_koniar_moda_nextel.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
