Monthly Archive for June, 2007

Paris Home Exchange and A Mad Hatter Tea Party


I’m riddled with Blog-guilt! I haven’t posted in a while because I’m about to go back home for a few weeks and have been trying to clean Chez Moi in preparation for our home exchange. This will be the 5th home exchange that we’ve done, and (knock wood!) they’ve all been really positive so far. Home exchanging is especially handy if you have kids, because it cuts the amount of travel gear by half! This new family seem really nice- it’s their first exchange, so they’re a little nervous, but I think they’re excited, too. I always feel a little sheepish exchanging our tiny little place with its tiny little fridge and teensy tiny little kitchen with the mammoth abodes that you find in the States (it cracks me up that you can fit a GALLON bottle of milk in the DOOR of my parents fridge! You can’t even find a gallon of milk here!!) but I quickly get over it- our place is a lot larger than most hotel rooms in Paris, AND we’ve got legos! (take that, Hotel Meurice!!) Continue reading ‘Paris Home Exchange and A Mad Hatter Tea Party’

Trash the Dress in Paris- I DARE you!!


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Have you heard about “Trash the Dress”? It’s a new trend where, after their wedding, brides and their photographers have a wild photo session where they literally TRASH their wedding dress during an artistic photo session- standing in a river, rolling around in mud, hacking at it with scissors! All across the States, photographers and brides are putting together Trash Bash sessions. The trend was even featured last week in the New York Times! As photographer Mark Eric says on his site

“Go ahead, you know you want to. Trash it. Get it dirty. Get it wet. Roll around in the mud. Drench it in the ocean. Totally trash it. Continue reading ‘Trash the Dress in Paris- I DARE you!!’

Paris is not America, part one: Hotels

Before traveling to Paris for the first time, I think many Americans have this fantasy of what Paris is like. Unfortunately, this fantasy is moreFour Seasons George V Paris Paris,Vegas than Paris, France. America is the land of Super Size Me, and Service With a Smile, and New and Improved, and Have it Your Way. America is also ENORMOUS and if you happen to live in America, that means you can get on a plane, fly for over 6 hours, get off the plane and still be in the land of Bigger is Better. Oddly enough, many Americans don’t realize that by flying a few more hours in another direction, there’s a whole other world where things are smaller, the general philosophy is “if it ain’t broke, don’t fix it”, and the only option is to have it someone else’s way! Nowhere is this more apparent than when you’re trying to choose a hotel in Paris. Continue reading ‘Paris is not America, part one: Hotels’