The sun has been shining on and off in the cold...
... and L'Hôtel, where Oscar Wilde died, and the bar of which looks like the library of the world's richest reader...
(with cocktails to match)
And the fireside plush chairs at Le Bristol, where the bartender talked to me for 20 minutes about Hemingway and the Lost Generation after whipping up this cocktail of rum, house-made mulled wine syrup and cinnamon sticks...
... and the Maille boutique, which sells the best mustard in Paris and which threw a soirée with three hours of small bites and cocktails to highlight their spices.
(This cocktail was made with Grey Goose and their mango vinegar, which sounds nasty but was fantastic.)
This paper architecture series blew my mind with its delicateness.
And here I am making MACARONS.
... which turned out amazing.
Life is sweet.
Stop; you're killin' me!
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Your macs look delish! And a little more substantial than the normal French ones, which you know a girl like me appreciates. You look like a natural. :)
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