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Showing posts with label Marie-Antoinette. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Marie-Antoinette. Show all posts
Monday, May 3, 2010
You're terribly late you know...Naughty!" said The Mad Hatter.
It's true I am late...late posting today And I never got to the Alice Tea Party at Rizzoli because I was painting up a storm here trying to catch up. Thank you Grace for posting on The Real Alice in Wonderland book signing. I thought I'd show you Alice at Printemps instead today...
You could look down from the escalators on the big Mad Hatters tea party going on at Printemps ground floor - not very private indeed!*Note on the facing wall behind the tea table...
All these exquisite... Alice still life setups...
Perfect for painting...
Perfect for eating...well just perfect. As I was stealthfully tiptoeing around in my best Sherlockian mode, nabbing shots to show you, I heard my name called out,
"CAROLLLLLLLLLLLLL"
It was Biscuit Bear (aka Helene) and her daughter, Puni, attendees at the big tea table who spotted me.
Perfect for eating...well just perfect. As I was stealthfully tiptoeing around in my best Sherlockian mode, nabbing shots to show you, I heard my name called out,"CAROLLLLLLLLLLLLL"
Was I about to be arrested..?
It was Biscuit Bear (aka Helene) and her daughter, Puni, attendees at the big tea table who spotted me. We met on Flickr sometime ago and I loved this picture of Puni wearing the dress from the Marie-Antoinette exhibit...
Helene and Puni showed me this Alice book in the tea salon. It's a book within a book...well many books.
Helene and Puni showed me this Alice book in the tea salon. It's a book within a book...well many books. 
Jeanne sent me her painted version of "Alice" - Your lovely post of Alice and Puni reminded me that my recent painting of my granddaughter Carlie seemed to somehow emanate Alice as well. Maybe with the current movie, Alice is in our collective consciousness.
A Brazilian Alice made by PBer Heloisa...isn't she enchanting?
Wednesday, July 9, 2008
I find myself compulsively taking photos of these giant Paris haircut posters...
They're quite compelling wouldn't you say?
Especially with the reflections of Parisian apartments plastered on top...
You rarely see anyone walking around with these extreme haircuts but who cares?
This set of bequiling posters are from Toni & Guy Bastille -Hey they're British and have gone global! You can attend their academy too if you so desire...
More haircut posters...
Did the French invent messy hair - they make it look so good. Here's the story of my French haircut if you're interested...
I got the shaken finger for taking this shot! Why? I saw the same poster in New York. Go figure...
Ah...a haircut poster for grownups - ELEGANT non?
OK, I'll go for this haircut poster of sorts, at the Marie-Antoinette exhibit..lots of hair and lots of bows. You could even fit a croissant and a macaron or two in there...BONJOUR PARIS!
Thursday, May 1, 2008
Everywhere I turned in Paris there were bows, bows, bows.
French ribbons all over every single piece of Parisien Easter chocolate for sure!
Corey's Rose teacup, original watercolor, 9" x 11"
French ribbons are not to be ignored. Particularly since the ribbon industry started in St. Etienne in the 11th century.
Organza pink ribbon and French perfum are a perfect match.
A bow-tied slipper...
Embroidered ribbons used as a decorative motif are ever present like here at the Musee Carnavalet.
The Marie-Antoinette exhibit at the Grand Palais is what made me sit up and take notice of French ribbon - this hairdo guide at the show. Now I'm reading the unputdownable Antonia Fraser biography of Marie-Antoinette...
But ribbons were not just decorative touches - they held things on like a hat or were tied around a waist - they were the zipper of their day.
Of course ribbons as painted decoration on a wall - does anyone do it better than the French? Here at Chateau Vaux le Vicomte.
And here in an old boulangerie in the 18th arrondissement, wall ribbons keep the croissants safe from greedy fingers.
Here is a do-it-yourself wall treatment you can buy at department store BHV.
So when I saw this box of John & Kira's chocolates decked out in wired French ribbon I had to get it and paint it. The chocolates inside are flavored with lavender and ginger and bergamot and lemongrass! YUM !
Still this wall of ribbon at Laduree beckons... When I asked for a bit of their satin signature ribbon for my little chocolate box, they were more than generous!Now what to do with this precious ribbon?
All suggestions will be considered seriously.
Friday, April 11, 2008
As promised pre-trip, I did get to taste quite a few of Pierre Herme's Ispahan Collection.
Photo by Saxon Holt
Last Sunday, I went to meet my miniature supplier, Priscilla, RementQueen for brunch. She was accompanied by a famed Rosarian, Clair G. Martin, Curator of the Huntington Rose Garden and our brunch turned into a rose lesson!
Yesterday I got his beautiful book in the mail, 100 Old Roses For The American Garden. Marie-Antoinette isn't holding a rose here just to look pretty. The French were instrumental in developing repeat blooming roses and future Empress Josephine encouraged her friend to develope new species of roses
No wonder Pierre Herme is obsessed with roses. The French and roses go back a long ways.
I ate this Ispahan Rose cheesecake.
I ate the Ispahan Surprise too...
I did not have the nerve to get the Saint Honore Ispahan.
Saving it for next time...
You see rose pink everywhere in Paris...
Like these tiny child's ballerinas...
Or this Anne Fontaine pink bow belt...
No wonder the French say La vie en rose...
Last weather report from Paris I heard it's still chilly and rainy...
But if I had this rose pink umbrella, would I care?
Photo by Saxon HoltLast Sunday, I went to meet my miniature supplier, Priscilla, RementQueen for brunch. She was accompanied by a famed Rosarian, Clair G. Martin, Curator of the Huntington Rose Garden and our brunch turned into a rose lesson!
Yesterday I got his beautiful book in the mail, 100 Old Roses For The American Garden. Marie-Antoinette isn't holding a rose here just to look pretty. The French were instrumental in developing repeat blooming roses and future Empress Josephine encouraged her friend to develope new species of roses
No wonder Pierre Herme is obsessed with roses. The French and roses go back a long ways.
I ate this Ispahan Rose cheesecake. I ate the Ispahan Surprise too...
I did not have the nerve to get the Saint Honore Ispahan.Saving it for next time...
You see rose pink everywhere in Paris...
Like these tiny child's ballerinas...
Or this Anne Fontaine pink bow belt...
No wonder the French say La vie en rose...
Last weather report from Paris I heard it's still chilly and rainy...But if I had this rose pink umbrella, would I care?
Thursday, November 8, 2007
Laduree macaron boxes...what IS it about them..?
I could look at them all day...Is the attraction what's inside..?
Those yummy macarons?
Surely those little French cookies are out of this world...
But there's something about the boxes that's so enthralling... I wish I could put my finger on it. They have a decidedly Rococo feel to them. Certainly the soft pale colors are very feminine. M. was saying the ribbony cartouche design was used on old wine labels. It was used on everything in 18th century French design. Does it make us feel a bit like the extravagant Marie-Antoinette - gobbling cookies and not thinking about the consequences...
"Let them eat cake!"
Even if she didn't really say this, the thought lingers...
Laduree has some new notebooks and fans to help us feel more like Marie-Antoinette...
Why, oh why didn't I get this pretty pale green umbrella?Because I saw it my first day in Paris and you never get anything the first day. You tell yourself you'll think about it and come back...
HA!
I did break down and buy this pale green notebook...
Here is my Laduree collection back in my room in the Marais...
Can you believe some of these boxes I dragged from New York!
The little round coffret with the almond dragees is a new acquisition...
I have yet to write a single word in my new Laduree green notebook...even if it does make me feel Marie-Antoinettish...
Don't worry. All the macarons and dragees here are long gone! All the boxes came home with me... These are getting to be well-traveled boxes.
Don't worry. All the macarons and dragees here are long gone! All the boxes came home with me... These are getting to be well-traveled boxes. Are you nuts about these boxes too?
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