day 4: kids

its our last night at le regent montmartre. 

and MGMT's kids comes on. 

reminds me of a smashing time i had at brooklyn bowl. 

nyc is just a radio wave away. 

so i really love paris. 

i love the familiar nyc energy except everywhere is rich rich history. 

the architecture blows we away at every wrong turn...every time. 

getting lost is not such a bad thing en paris. 

and now i know the origin of hipsters...

the parisian artists from the 1800s.

[this is a terrible ipad photo of a painting by manet. a very controversial painting. google!]

and the hipster vibes live on. 

the rolled up skinny jeans, shoes with no socks, the blasé look as one takes a drag from a cig loosely held between their lips, the 'just got out of bed' perfect coif...

and then there are the fashion forward bold statements. 

very 5th avenue. 

i mean walking through les jardins in heels and platforms. 

and flip flops are a rare form. 

the parisians have nice shoes. 

even the casual shoes look nice. 

my old navy flip flops just aren't cutting it, even as a tourist...

with all that said, i love paris.  

our last full day was leisurely spent...

[l'arc de triomphe]

[spot was helping me read up on the famous arc]

[...uuugh!]

[crepe stand along champs elysee AKA 5th ave but historically cooler. big OUI.]

[at the marche aux fleurs. chinchilla.]

[...wouldn't stop harassing the poor thing...]

[they had birds there too...]

[and of course fleurs. fragrant!]

[fromagerie near jardin du luxembourg]

[he's graduated from fraises to peche]

[thus far i have napped at a champs au jardin every day...

and this is gina and spotty being bored while i snoozed.]

[an especially sunny day, aujourd'hui]

[palais du luxembourg]

[very cool urban garden exhibit]

[ecobox.]

[apple cider bath]

[crepes at berizh. i ate the 2 on the left. all of it. by myself. Gina's crepe barely makes it into the photo because I am a porc.]

[space invader numero deux]

et bonsoir.

tomorrow we are off to avignon...

i will miss paris.

bisous xx