These little french fabric labels were my first purchase at my first french flea market. I can say that I wasn't really sure the flea markets of Paris would be great...but they were and these little treasures were a good sign...first table fresh off the metro.
Port de Vanves was an open air market and the prices were reasonable and people where friendly. Porte de Clingancourt is another bigger market but the prices were double/triple for very similar items.
More practice in PhotoShop...
I was able to get to the Barn House flea market this weekend and each booth was a delight. A truly inspirational event and found a few cool items for organizing the old studio. I'll have to take a picture of my new bun pan...great for sorting jewelry projects.
I was lucky enough to see the Modern Prairie Girl and her fabulous booth..
and purchased a couple little gems for the girls by Lisa Souer....
It was a wonderful way to spend the day.
First lunch in France at a side walk cafe...
Lunch at Mamie Gateau...
darling little place that Lorraine of Paper Bird had recommended on her blog. We so wanted to take the lovely paper menu home...but we think perhaps they have had a rash of Remains of the Day students stealing them because they did not want to leave the menu with us for a second.
This is suppose to be the best hot chocolate...dark african chocolate. It was thick and warm and very rich. However, on a 90+ degree day it was not the best choice. Note...the serving size would probably serve 2.
Many macaroons were tasted...I wish I had taken photos of the gelato served in cones in the shape of a flower...my new favorite is the chocolate croissant.
I have returned safely from my trip to Paris with 850+ pictures. I am not sure where to begin so I will be sharing in random order over the next couple of posts. I have dreamed of going to Paris since my first French class with Madame Hugette Bennet some 20 plus years ago...so this may take many posts. I am going to start with a few vintage finds...
This is what I found on the first table at the first french flea market and I knew it was going to be good...not just a few boxes, but many boxes of various numbers and letters. So pacing yourself is key when going to the french flea markets...because everything is oh so good.
more goodness...
I found this little gem at a little antique store and could not resist...the colors make me smile.
Me at the Louvre...more on Paris to come.
