Cafe City

 

Old habits die hard they say. Parisians were out in droves on Sunday eating, drinking, baking in the sun, whatev.  I finally got to the pool🏊‍♀️

Post-pool I went immediately for an ice cream naturally. Grom was nearbyish. While I was thinking ice cream, toute Paris was thinking ‘Cafes’. It was positively buzzing. And not with Napoleonic bees. 

I wanted to tell people “It is not summer yet! Stop this nonsense with the sandals, the off the shoulder sun dresses, the floral prints!” 

No one is listening. People simply want to be outdoors, eating and drinking anything and wearing as little as possible. They don’t care. 

They seem to be joyously happy. You can’t complain about that☺️ 

Paris has become wildly innovative creating outdoor cafes. One near La Poste put an extended platform beside a church across the street. There appear to no limits what you can do. I love the seafood resto near my pool who put up the blue picket fence with beach signs. 

Fou de Patisserie has a darling terrasse they put in the street. 

I was busy inside doing research. I got the framboise croissant. 

Parisians ❤️ their Apéro Spritzes on every table.  

If you’re wondering what to wear when you come over you can’t go wrong with anything animal prints.

Leopard is preferred. Head-to-toe is fine.

Did you know Napoleon had a leopard tapis/carpet under is his camp bed on the battlefields? Its true. The man loved luxury among many other things. For a more detailed review of the Napoleon Expo please read Laure’s exhibition review. She’s French and grew up learning all the pertinent facts.

Bear is very thrilled with the fuss being made of Napoleon. There are still some Boney letters in my shop. You would think it was Bastille day around here. 

The ‘landscape of the day’ has to be an abandoned cafe table. 🐻🐝🥐☕️💋