I have to tell you a funny story about the first night we arrived in Paris. The hotel I booked over the telephone in my broken francais was not what I had expected it to be when we arrived… all the surrounding hotels were fully booked because of the huge influx of customers here for Paris Fashion Week. It was freezing and 10pm on Friday night, and we had no hotel. Thank the Lord, we managed to find a hotel that would take us, the same hotel we stayed at last time -Grande Hotel de l’Univers. It sounds much more grand than it is but it is a pretty decent place. Even the concierge was the same! I was so pleased to see him. He told us all the cool places to eat.
Our hotel is really pretty, in the heart of St Germain and a stroll away from everywhere.
I love the French antique furniture and the buffet breakfast every morning. Here I am in a Miss Sixty jumper, Nudie jeans, vintage boots and Callia wool coat. I stole hubby’s cashmere scarf.
The Ritz on the other hand is really grand. The walkway to the MeMy showroom in the Ritz.
Checking my emails at the Business centre at the Ritz. I love my Pauric Sweeney bag! More on him later =)
Our hotel is nowhere posh and dazzling like the Ritz, but it was a pleasure to stay in.
