shopping confessions

While in Paris I thought I would conquer the city in terms of shopping. I dreamt of leather patents, wool coats, new tights. However, the crazy prices and strange hours of operation sort of shut me down - I didn't come home with a single new piece of clothing.

I didn't come home empty handed, however. And neither did Leif.

Kids shopping in Paris is utterly fantastic. Near our apartment their were at least 4 little shops with Moms inside, sewing and designing the most amazing wardrobes for enfants. If I had the cash, I would have bought Leif a whole new wardrobe. Instead, he got 1 new shirt, a tie, and two pairs of shoes. And a backpack.

I think I should also take a moment to describe how beyond well dressed the French children are. Wool, silk, leather - not a sweat pant or tee-shirt in sight. Then again, their children are playing in a well coifed park and mine plays in the wood pile and river.

Some of my other favorite kids stores:
Zoa. Tuuli got some vintage tights from here.
Lilli Bulle.
Happy Garden.
Milk on the Rocks.
ieboutique.com.
Coquelicot...Paprika.







Tie from Wowo (www.wowo.fr).
Handmade Shirt from Liza Korn (www.liza-korn.com).
Snail Backpack, I don't know. One of a kind.


My purchases:

Vintage Locust Postcard


Tea Towel



Mushrooms + Pinecone



And my favorite, a rubber vase from Bensimon.