We have started a tradition of traveling to Paris in the fall. It’s my favorite time to be there. The saturation of colors, the excitement of light layering and new autumn jackets, the light of the day is still long and the temperature is perfect for endless walks. This time in Paris we were guests of Ralph Lauren, to bring light to the new renovation project at the L’École des Beaux-Arts, experience “An American in Paris” and celebrate with a gala as sparkling as the Eiffel tower at night… but the other nights we sat at Pont Neuf and drank wine while watching the sun set, we walked the cobbled streets to film the city as she is today - still so timeless and beautiful -, we picked up treasures for our new studio at the flea market, and we had many amazing meals with friends we have made, friends who call this place home and open their life to us so that we can dream the dreams of Paris….
we are safe to
tell our story here.
(for a week spent floating in Paris,
she has structure,
tough as any skyscraper
though no building here
is more than a few stories.
she has lore.
she has a spirit
thousand of years in the making,
has a romance older than anyone’s memory,
anyone’s happy, lifelong marriage.
she has courage – our word that comes
from “coeur”, from heart.
she has dozens of parts,
arrondisements that speak to one another,
making something like a whole.
she has words
our complete trust.