Colourful graffiti on a wall near Notre Dame.
An accordion player performing a mournful tune on Ile Saint Louis.
A window display at a gourmet food shop near rue Madeleine features a photo of the French Rugby Team. The Rugby World Cup kicks off Friday night at Stade de France, with Argentina vs. France.
The elegant entryway at Auguste restaurant on rue de Bourgogne. White roses are my favourite flower ever - I adore the curious contrast of innocence, purity and lush decadence.
Mother and daughter Italian suede shoulderbags (one is slightly larger). Strangely, the colour in the photograph isn't accurate- the bags are actually a pale blue-grey.
Jordana's new shoes. (This photo and the one above are for you, Vida).
Candlelight reflected through a champagne glass Wednesday night at Brasserie Lutecia on Boulevard Raspail. My lovely and exceedingly-talented friend Laura of Laurelines took me out to dinner as an early birthday treat. She's here for three days only, en route to the South of France for an artist's workshop. Even though Laura was jetlagged - having arrived just a few hours earlier - it was wonderful seeing her and catching up on the news. Am looking forward to a more leisurely visit in November when Laura and her charming husband David are back in Paris. Merci bien, ma chere amie!