Showing posts with label french stuff. Show all posts
Showing posts with label french stuff. Show all posts

Tuesday, October 11, 2011

Macarons pour moi!!! Surprise???


So today out of nowhere I get a small square package in my mailbox. I wasn't aware of anyone sending me a package so it was definitely unexpected. I looked to see who it was from but it had no first name. I recognized the handwriting and I immediately knew that it came from my friend living in Paris. If you didn't know, I am overly obsessed with the delicate little french cookies called "Macarons". I have even attempted to cook the Macarons myself and after 4 tries I was finally able to master this small, delicate, almond based cookie. My very first one was when my friend and I went to New York City and stopped by the "Macaron Cafe" on Madison and 59th street. Ever since then I have fallen in love.

Anyways, baffled by the box I had no idea of what it could be. I took some keys and started tearing up the brown tape that was covering the small square box. When I finally tore apart the brown box i realized that there was a purple and black box with rococo designs all over it. The box was encrusted with a golden logo and name that said "Laduree". Now if you don't know, Laduree is a pastry shop known for the best Macarons in the world. It was even featured in one of the last episodes in Sex & The City. I opened up the small box in excitement! I couldn't believe that I was about to have Macarons from Laduree! But to my surprise all of the Macarons were crumbled in small pieces in the box. The raspberry was mixed in with the cassis, the coconut was all over the pistachio. It was a total mess! I guess the mailman forgot to put "Fragile" stickers al over it? Anyways, I tried a small piece of the broken Macarons, and although the delicate cookies were broken and shattered like glass, no one could take away the deliciousness of the Macarons that came from Laduree. Thank you Danay!


Wednesday, October 27, 2010

Sacré Bleu!




These are some inspiring pieces that i absolutely adore and portray them myself with my wardrobe.



Forever 21






Forever 21






Forever 21






Zales






Unknown






Juicy Couture






Jean Paul Gaultier






Topshop

Wednesday, May 5, 2010

Je T'aime Paris





Parisian Love... Why do people go to Paris to find love? It could be a stressed relationship that needs a new beginning. Or where newlyweds go to start their marriage with unforgettable romance, and irresistible passion. Streets filled with tiny intimate cafes, artists in the streets softly gliding their hands with paint brushes, filling up their blank canvases with modern impressionism art. Fashionistas providing the streets of Paris with their own runway shows and a showcase of the new incredible styles of the season.

Paris is definitely a place of public affection where lovers walk hand in hand, and the occasional kiss or two is unquestionably a symbol of love. This is where most people wish they could go to find true love (well at least for me). I imagine looking up at the Eiffel Tower at night, glamorously illuminated, with an imaginary soundtrack in my head of french music as I fabulously walk down Champs Elysées arm in arm with my french lover. Hopefully this opportunity would happen for me.

Never mind the rude parisians that you've heard about. I could see why they would be rude to atrociously dressed intruders of abroad. Paris is the fashion capital of the world! How much more perfect can a city be with old antique buildings, never loosing the essence of their history, pain, and architecture! Never out with the old, and in with the new. This is how classic Paris can truly be. Classic like red lipstick, classic like Chanel, classic like Marylin Monroe.

Who wouldn't love to see themselves as Carrie Bradshaw on the season 6 finale, "An American Girl in Paris part une et part deux"? I seriously cannot wait to go to Paris to start a new chapter in my life of overpowering love that is close to impossible to have in Florida. Along with my luggage full of fashionable outfits, coats, and shoes and my maltese puppy Steve-O by my side, I will join the love of my life in Paris in a few months.