You know one of them. The well traveled, well healed, witty, charming, snarky friend with an airy and whimsical house filled with all kinds of interesting treasures. They have lived three lives and host friends on occasion from the time that they wintered in South Africa, or Venice, or toured with that one punk band through Russia. They tinker like magicians on a kalimba at sunset, and serve blooming teas with a cognac chaser. Their asides are as sharp as the point on their shoes, and their cheese knowledge borders on the suspicious. Their home is neither pretentious or in any way “making do”. Their version of “making do” would be in an intricately embroidered vagabond tent under a Moroccan sky.
Their lives are…..*sigh*….TOTALLY ATTAINABLE! You heard me, darlings- even if you can’t run to Paris this weekend to pick up a scarf that whispers French chic, Lisa Lou did it for you! How about a chair from the Eiffel Tower that’s been torched and gilded- who has that?!! The coolest kid on the block-you, that’s who! Moroccan pillows, double decker route signs from London, portraits from Prague, baskets from Brussels, hand-carved temple ornaments from Thailand, books from Russia, slick mid-century Italian lights, Roman chandeliers, and German road signs could jazz up any home that once drank a bottle of wine and got loose and fast with a credit card and a Pottery Barn catalog.
So press play on that Rosetta Stone again, stock the ice box with some grevenbroker and dunavia, slap on some elbow patches, and instagram your way on down to your own little international marketplace. Life is short, and surrounding yourself with the world is easier than you think here at out little bohemian playground.
Paris on Ponce and PoP Marché: Where the cool kids table lives, and you’re invited.