Packing for short trips can be a true pain in the *ss, but now that I am doing it more frequently, I am starting to get the hang of it. I used to really overpack, but dragging all the luggage around is an even bigger pain in the *ss than packing it – especially when you live on the fourth floor and you don’t have an elevator, I can tell you that.
I just packed my bags – just one I promise! – for a two day trip to Sweden to finish the project I was talking about (but not really talking about) in my newsletter. The ‘outfit’ pictured above is something I usually wear in the plane, a simple look that is mostly very comfy.
These are the random, but very necessary things I take with me. I used to keep a list of these things, because I literally always forget something – mostly my business cards – but now that I travel more frequently I have that list printed in the back of my head.
Book, Mr Porter Paper Back (hey, can’t give a gift to the boyfriend without reading it myself); Notebook, Smythson; An International Power Adapter; Passport; iPhone; something to eat; Camera, Canon EOS M; Mini Make-Up; Glasses, Mykita; Toothbrush and -Paste; Tonic, Origins; Business Cards; Sunglasses, Bottega Veneta; iPad; Bank- and Creditcards; Headphones.
And of course, a decent outfit to wear…
Jacket, Maison Martin Margiela; Sleeveless Jacket, Acne; T-Shirt, Zadig et Voltaire; Bag, Kurt Geiger.
ps: Do not forget your pj’s, underwear and socks!
Sundays are for magazines. I am currently flipping through Prestage, a completely independent biannual magazine founded by Stefanie Mensink and Puck Landewé right after they graduated. I met these ambitious two at a dinner party organized by our mutual friend Dieter de Cock – the man behind Cold Method – where they amazed me by how they are pushing through a magazine in times where magazines can disappear as quickly as they came. They describe Prestage as an homage to the already established mixed with the new and the next and that is exactly what it is.
Their sixth issue called Disharmony is all about contradictions and includes short interviews with young talents such as Masha Reva, whom we all know from her Botanical Layers collaboration with Syndicated of Kiev and an interesting conversation with AF Vandevorst among self produced editorials like the one pictured above.
Just a tiny little while ago, I spent a stretched weekend – from Thursday to Sunday – at my beautiful and blogging friend Liza Chloë‘s apartment in Le Marais in Paris. She recently moved there to get her master degree in Design & Management after finishing her bachelor of Fashion Technology, International Fashion & Branding at AMFI in Amsterdam.
We became friends right after we met while she was interning at a Dutch PR Agency and apart from adoring her as a friend, I love her super cool personal style. Time to show you ‘her Paris’…and so I followed her every step in a weekend where we did get lost once (yes that was a bit of an awkward moment), shared the best piece of pie I ever ate – the kind of pies you do not want to share when you take a first bite, but then after three bites you understand why it should be shared (heavy!!) – and spent about 60 hours shopping, although we did not actually shop because we could not find anything.
MARC LE BIHAN, multiple locations
The only place where I feel truly understood when it comes to my addiction. It is hard to have such a strong need for something. Any addiction for pretty sunglasses can easily be developed here.
LE BON MARCHÉ, 22 Rue de Sèvres
As a young girl I used to wait outside of the dressing room for my mom to try on another Dries van Noten suit. Nowadays we tend to mix things up, if you know what I mean.
JOSEPH, 14 Avenue Montaigne
Joseph, the brand, is magnifique. But this, this is a whole another level of magnifique.
L’ÉCLAIREUR, 40 Rue de Sévigné
Every season I find myself making a desperate attempt to find an affordable dream piece to join my wardrobe. This winter my years of intensive searching were awarded with a pair of striking knee-high Ann Demeulemeester boots…with a 50 percent discount.
CÉLINE, 36 Avenue Montaigne
It is the story behind the store that makes this place worth a visit. This previous pop-up shop (still in very (read: véry) deconstructed state) was so loved during the rebuilding of the actual store that they decided to keep it and to actually never open the new store.
BARBERSHOP, 68 Avenue de la République
They are the evidence that casual is cool, and sleek is redundant.
LE LOIR DANS LA THÉIÈRE, 3 Rue des Rosiers
I remember the first time I ordered the lemon Meringue pie, I could not stop laughing. It was something I had never seen before, in a good kind of way.
BEEF CLUB, 58 Rue Jean-Jacques-Rousseau
My first time here my boyfriend and I were so lucky to get a table without making a reservation. Even though we had the worst table in the entire restaurant, we absolutely loved it.
USED BOOK CAFÉ, 111 Boulevard Beaumarchais
Whenever I order the ‘Oeuf Coque’ I feel truly integrated into the Parisian culture.
ROSE BAKERY, 30 Rue Debelleyme
It is like their cakes talk to you: ‘I know you want me’.
PASSAGE GALERIE DE VALOIS
Some pointless wandering around on a random Saturday ended up at Passage Galerie de Valois. It shows how much of beauty is to be found is Paris, on every corner and at the end of every alley, Paris gives you treasures.
HERMÈS, 17 Rue de Sèvres
Just for looking around, not for shopping.
CONRAN SHOP, 117 Rue du Bac
Even a random stapler machine is design here.
FLEUX, 39 Rue Sainte-Croix de la Bretonnerie
Usual procedure: assigning myself to find a gift for a friend, leaving with gifts for myself.
FIESTA GALLERY, 24 Rue du Pont Louis-Philippe
In my eyes an interior should be a subtle translation of a cabinet of oddities of ones personal life. When I will return to Amsterdam, I will most definitely bring home an out-of-context object from here.