Fashion Weak and Nuit-not-so-Blanch

Paris and I are still in our honeymoon stage, and, with one more week until my classes start, I hardly know where the begin with what I've been up to!

Last weekend, Jeremy and I went to look at Vogue covers from the past 80 some years along Champs-Élysées. They were truly a joy, and the exposition was so well put together! We walked down one direction, wandered a bit away from the exposition to l'Arc de Triomphe, and, after un petit pause at a boulangerie, then made our way back to look at the rest of the covers. Here are some of my favorite shots from the afternoon:


Unfortunately, this is the extent to which I have done anything at all relating to Fashion Week (weak on my part). Honestly, though, it seems like Fashion Week all the time here (I will not buy a whole new wordrobe to fit in, I will not buy a whole new wordrobe to fit in, I will not..), and there is always the Fashion Week in spring (which showcases fall lines), so no real harm done.

What I won't be able to catch again is Nuit Blanch (Insomniac), which is an all night arts festival, with light and other art instillations all over the city. In anticipation, we visited Buttes Charmont, which is definitely the most beautiful park I have ever seen, and possibly the best one in Paris:

I think it's the closest I've ever been to being in/at Hogwarts/Rivendell/Neverland/Wonderland/Avalon/Shangri-La/Narnia/(insert your own magical kingdom). There were also some cool things going on for Nuit Blanch, like these red umbrellas:


I'm still working on getting my camera to cooperate with taking night shots, so unfortunately, I don't have that many great shots from the actual night, but suffice to say there were many bizarre things goin on. I saw these big blue blocks on a bridge over the Seine and these giat crystals in Notre Dame:

With all this funky moden art light stuff (and a trip to the Pompidou), I'll need to spend some more time in the Louvre to ground myself. I also need to start classes, so my French can really start working again. I think I've reached the point where I finally realized how little French I know, and my accent has gone to crap trying to pronounce all the sounds I've been used to butchering for so long. This combines to make me extra self-conscious of asking to take doggie pictures. I did, however, get a shot of this lively pooch walking through Buttes Charmont, though unfortunately I didn't get a name. Next week, I promise!