January 24 2011
I am thrilled to report a hugely successful – in fact, record-breaking – weekend for us at Maison et Objet in Paris. Our stand was consistently packed and the results so far have been extraordinary, and we’re all over the moon about it.
On Saturday afternoon, I decided that a spot of retail therapy was in order and headed off to Merci, the stylish emporium near the Bastille. It was great, really buzzy and with clever products that were cleverly merchandised. I bumped into a few old friends who’d clearly had the same idea as me and were shopping madly. Next stop was Colette, which was bursting at the seams with gorgeous girls in skyscraper heels, large handbags and the obligatory sunglasses. It’s an intoxicating place, with its mix of high fashion and edgy cool.
For lunch we met some of the design studio at a favourite brasserie on the Île Saint-Louis close to the Cathedral of Notre Dame. I can never resist a quick peek inside the cathedral, despite the crowds; its Gothic magnificence is always breathtaking. Then popped into the Musée des Arts Décoratifs – as inspiring as ever, as was the gorgeous Dries Van Noten shop on the Quai Malaquais.
Then it was Sunday morning, and we headed off to the Paris Prêt à Porter shows where we found some gorgeous accessories for our stores; then a quick dash back to Maison for an interview with a charming Japanese journalist. I really must get back to Japan soon; its mix of cutting-edge modernity and ancient traditions has always been a great source of inspiration to me.
Lunch at Balzar with some friends – the food as delicious as ever, the ambience that classic Paris mélange of bustling efficiency and reverence for the food. I love it there and have a soft spot for those estimable waiters with their pristine aprons and flamboyant moustaches. And talking of food: since no trip to Paris is complete for us foodies without one, we made an excursion to Barthélémy – the most divine fromagerie in Paris. They were sweet enough to double wrap my goodies – a good thing, as I doubt I would have been popular on the Eurostar without vacuum packing!
Now finally home in London – exhausted, but on cloud nine.