Glass – Paris
Dogs have always been cool in Paris (nothing says fashion quite like a french bully). Now, it appears, dogs are hot. Until recently, Le Mosaique in the Marais, the long-standing red and white tiled,...
Read More →I have truly turned Parisian. For the past 7 months I complained incessantly about the never-ending winter. “Oh la la c’est pas vrai, comme il fait froid” was the standard war cry I...
Read More →“Believe me Mum, this chicken is worth the wait” I insisted as Yummy Mummy and I hopped on the back of the enormous line for lunch at Yves Camdeborde’s brasserie Le Comptoir du...
Read More →Looks-wise my sister Sienna Millet and I are like two peas in a pod, however when it comes to our eating habits, we are more like chalk and cheese (me, obviously, being the...
Read More →I have arrived in Paris, my new home for the next four months, and have spent the last week sipping Sancerre in St Germain, perusing the paintings at Le Petit Palais, studying Stendhal by...
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