Here's something you can do in Paris that's fun, FREE and open every day of the week! Visit Le Musee du Parfum on 9, rue Scribe Metro:Opera You go up a winding staircase (as almost all staircases are in Paris) and you're greeted by endless display cases of... Antique perfume bottles of every era and material. Historic containers...Was perfume inside of this porcelaine vase? A toiletry set to dream on...A little something for your purse.. Or pocket..? After room upon room of perfume paraphrenalia you go downstairs and get to choose from Fragonards vast selection. Or you could don this chic jasmine gatherer's outfit, run out the front door, grab a train to Grasse and go pick your own perfume.
You choose!
BONNE JOURNEE
You choose!
BONNE JOURNEE
Ooh. Do the scents linger ? When you walk into the museum I mean. Can you smell remnants of history in these little bottles?
ReplyDeletevery lovely!!!
ReplyDeleteWhen I was in St. Barts they had a lovely parfumerie where one can purchase perfumes that would take on a personal fragrance when applied to the skin--as skin warms up--they essence changes.
Have a lovely day.
Melanie
It looks like a gorgeous museum and perhaps much overlooked.
ReplyDeleteMerci!
LOVE your painting. I've always loved perfume bottles and combining it with a vase of flowers is so Romantic.
ReplyDeleteCarol, how fun!! I'd have loved to have gone to do that with you! You'd have helped me on my quest. These are beautiful! Love the painting!
ReplyDeleteJust wanted to say that I love your site and your paintings are gorgeous. I've just done a post on chocolat croissants and PAUL and have mentioned your lovely blog & your post on PAUL. Happy Wednesday!
ReplyDeleteTrina
la la Lovely
Carol,
ReplyDeleteI have to tell you first of all that you brighten my every day with your witty and beautiful Paris Breakfast.
Merci
IF I HAD THE BUDGET, MY HOME WOULD BE FULL OF YOUR WATERCOLORS! ABSOLUTELY FABULOUS!
ReplyDeleteIF I HAD THE BUDGET, MY HOME WOULD BE FULL OF YOUR WATERCOLORS! ABSOLUTELY FABULOUS!
ReplyDeleteI play French perfumer each summer when my lavendar blooms. I put on my cleanest wellies, my best white goatskin gardening gloves, grab my trusty Felco #6s and wash out the trug and venture forth into the far back garden at Longears, Ozzie romping by my side, to gather lavendar. Then I spend days in fragrant weaving, making lavendar wands. Sadly, the drought of 2 winters past killed my lavendar (my soil and climate are really not suitable for lavendar) and I have yet to replace them.
ReplyDeleteAh, le parfum! It's something so French!!!!!
ReplyDeleteHi Carol...
ReplyDeleteLooks like you are back in France, n'est-ce pas?? I just got back from a month in So. Cal!!!! Yahhoooo... it's great to be back home in France.. Hope you are having fun... Take care, Leesa
Ooh more perfume bottles please. You paint them so well.
ReplyDeleteI had a fabulous one my grandmother gave me. My cleaner knocked it off the fireplace and broke it. I still have the top :(
I'd be a jasmine gatherer any day if I could don that outfit! C'est Tres Chic!!!
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