There was something familiar and warm, freshness and cheerfulness, but also a lightness and harmony in the air in Saint-Tropez. Chic people walking around with raffia bags at the Sunday market, bougainvillea surrounding windows all over the city, pines and cypress, and the endless singing of cicadas ...
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There is a constant feeling in Paris that the city is living a lazy Sunday morning on repeat, where everyone stays home with their families, enjoying the sun on their balconies, going out just to buy croissants, bread and a few groceries, embracing this slow living quietly, listening to classical music with juliet balcony doors flung widely open, or reading in front of the windows.
ATE LAST WEEK we were back in Edinburgh to pick up the last of our things from the storage unit we’ve had there since our move from the city over four and a half years ago. After carting off bamboo chairs (once painstakingly hand-painted in eggshell Farrow & Ball and reupholstered in Sanderson chintz) ...
IN 2012, New York Times film critic Anthony “Tony” Scott ’87 (writing under his byline, A.O. Scott) reviewed a big Hollywood release, The Avengers.
The piano classes on the third floor of my building have started again, the terraces on my street are open again and the streets are filled again with everybody going back at work. And while I love Paris with its endless beauty and inspiration, this summer, I fell in love even more with the South of France, which showed me again that a peaceful and relaxed lifestyle changes the quality of life...
They say a tan feels good and always gives one a boost of confidence. I can neither deny nor confirm this, as I am part of those people who never gets tan. However, it's a topic I find endlessly fascinating, as it's constantly on the minds of every fashionista around, so here is what I've found about this mysterious tanning process based on some articles I read recently...
WE HAVE RECEIVED a million notes and emails from you about the TIG newsletter, which has been on an unintentional hiatus due to technical difficulties for the past little while now. Far from forgetting about it when you no longer recieved it, you told us that you loved receiving article updates and missed it so and could we please fix it now?
Here we are again at the beginning a brand new year. It seems everyone have spoken with is happy to leave the past year behind, for there were those in the throes of life transitions—be it a broken heart or career uncertainty, serious illnesses or loss, worries about the future and the state of the world in general.
The holidays are here! In New York, giant snowflakes adorn Fifth Avenue, the leaves are at their golden and crimson height, windows are being dressed, and soon snow will transform Central Park into a winter wonderland.
There are more visitors than usual in Manhattan during this time of year. Inevitably, I will be asked for directions to Sephora or Glossier.
When thinking of the South I always picture sunny landscapes, pink hours by the beach, dîners en plein air on the terrace. Last August I spent only a few days in the south and I didn’t get a chance to visit all the places I wanted to see so much.
Passing several book shops this past few days I realized there were some covers on display that were familiar to me: Picasso’s Kitchen, Picasso Picabia, Picasso-Matisse, Les années Vallauris to name a few.
Maybe it’s just more Instagram fever or maybe it’s just my desire to visit more of this beautiful country, but lately I have a coup de coeur for the South of France.
