Paris has no shortage of eye candy. Everywhere you turn, there's something aesthetically pleasing. It's one of the few places I've been that exceeded my expectations. Not every place is for everyone. Paris just happens to be a place for me. It just speaks to me and reminds me of so many things I like. Like the door pull above--the door is chippy and old, with patina. It looks warm and worn, just how I like so many things. To me it's almost as if Paris is a caricature of itself--everything is accentuated and exaggerated. Everywhere I went, I thought, "oh that's so French!" From the guy on the train playing the accordion, to the cute carousels playing French music, to the lines of people at pastry shops getting their daily croissant or baguette, to the romantic (and attractive)
French couples gazing into each other's eyes, to the very smartly dressed older ladies with their shopping bags, to the chippy and worn art and architecture everywhere--all of these things make Paris what it is. The doors in Paris are just one of the many beautiful things that stand out. Most of the architecture is a stone gray color, so the doors really pop against the buildings. Here are just a few of the beautiful doors I noticed on our block and on a few surrounding streets. There were so many beautiful doors!
"L"--that would be my door.
Paris has no shortage of eye candy. Everywhere you turn, there's something aesthetically pleasing. It's one of the few places I've been that exceeded my expectations. Not every place is for everyone. Paris just happens to be a place for me. It just speaks to me and reminds me of so many things I like. Like the door pull above--the door is chippy and old, with patina. It looks warm and worn, just how I like so many things. To me it's almost as if Paris is a caricature of itself--everything is accentuated and exaggerated. Everywhere I went, I thought, "oh that's so French!" From the guy on the train playing the accordion, to the cute carousels playing French music, to the lines of people at pastry shops getting their daily croissant or baguette, to the romantic (and attractive) French couples gazing into each other's eyes, to the very smartly dressed older ladies with their shopping bags, to the chippy and worn art and architecture everywhere--all of these things make Paris what it is. The doors in Paris are just one of the many beautiful things that stand out. Most of the architecture is a stone gray color, so the doors really pop against the buildings. Here are just a few of the beautiful doors I noticed on our block and on a few surrounding streets. There were so many beautiful doors!
"L"--that would be my door.
6 comments:
Nooooo,
That would be MY door! I did a post on doors which doesn't hold a candle to the collection you have shown here. Great observations Leigh!
And I can hardly wait to hear what you brought back from the flea market.
Miss you,
Lisa
Hi Leigh! Thanks so much for sharing your trip with us ol' homebodies!!! I can only dream of a trip like this ~ but it's so wonderful to enjoy your photos...and your sweet Lois is such the world traveler!!
xxoo, Dawn
Leigh, I love your door shots and your description of Paris - I couldn't agree more with what you say. Thank you for stopping by French Essence and I am very happy to have found your blog. xv
PS - do go to Venice, you won't be disappointed.
Hi Leigh....love the doors!! I could have walked around Paris forever. Thanks for bringing back memories.
I loved this post - the beautiful doors and entry ways to buildings are one of the things that I remember of my trip to France. Thank you for reminding me of the everyday beauty of Paris. I wish I could book a ticket to Paris today!!
Thank you also for visiting my blog and leaving such a lovely comment. Lee :)
That would be my door too. Love the photos.
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