Fashion Outfits

Paris Diary, Part II: From Up Above

One of the things I look forward to seeing the most when I visit a new city anywhere in the world, is the local market. I have done in the last couple of years with Milan, Apriltsi in Bulgaria, the Chinatown in Bangkok, Hua Hin, Yangon and my personal favourite ones back home in Malaysia (yes, I do enjoy a bit of travelling…) I find it’s one of the things that best reflect a place’s true colours.

This trip was no different.

 

Day 3 I visited Paris’ oldest and most famous flea market – Marché aux Puces at the North end of Metro Line 4.

This market is the largest in the world of its kind. It’s populated with antiques and vintage items from renaissance furniture to musical instruments, from collectible potteries to First World War soldier uniforms. Needless to say, this place is full of charm, colours and character.

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This little vintage designer clothing heaven called Aux Trésors de Babeth was so cute! The lady owner has a tremendously eccentric and eclectic dress sense and was so nice for showing me around and letting me take pictures of her quaint little boutique! The prices weren’t much more affordable than this season’s originals you’d find in a designer store nowadays but it was nonetheless an interesting find.

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 So, clothes(!), the temperature that day was insanely high and I was sweating through my short sleeve shirt and shorts.

blog928blog02Short sleeve shirt: H&M | Shorts: H&M | Brogues: Jasper Conran

This look wasn’t one that I’d previously planned but since none of my outfit plans seemed sensible for the unexpected heatwave we were experiencing, I just had to be creative and improvise some looks out of the limited wardrobe I’d packed for chilly autumn days.

The shirt is new from H&M, one of my favourite brands for their accessibility and also ethics, but that’s another issue I’m sure we’ll come back to at some point. And these shorts were my saviour as the heat was becoming almost unbearable, although I shouldn’t complain now that I’m back in rainy Manchester…

These photos were taken on one of the bell towers of Notre Dame (you can just about see a fraction of the Eiffle Tower in the background), where we waited in the line for roughly 30 minutes to get into, plus another 10 minutes to climb up and a further 10 minutes of queueing and only got to spend about 5 minutes at the top before getting pushed down by incoming traffic… but it was worth it! The view of Paris from the top was breathtakingly beautiful. I hadn’t realised just how vast the city was until then.

It was quite something.

 

It just occurred to me as I was writing, that all of this happened last week today! It sounds corny but it honestly feels like it was only yesterday.

Oh, how I wish I could be back in that city now…

 

Love, Oliver

*In the next part of my Paris Diary, I go ‘alternative nautical’.

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