Wedding Belle

Today I do not have a completely cosmetic related post, but I have something that is highly related to beauty: wedding and marriage.

How trite it must sound, I guess a lot of us aim to look beautiful for our (future) other halfs: I also love the simple intricity (oxymoron) of a wedding makeup: it should be natural, but still spellbinding enough to *wow* the man you are going to spend your life with.

This wedding Belle was photographed by me at the Tuileries Gardens in Paris, perhaps one of the more romantic places to have your wedding photos to be taken ♥.

I love how she is slightly dominant and points her groom-to-be how to fix her dress for the photos ; )

And that dress with the pearls is a dream: slightly sensual with the lace & the emphasis on her curves, but the cute hat & pearls make it dainty and cute again. And the red lipstick & nails are always a classic.

French Haul

A couple of weeks ago I was in Paris and I got some cute things...

 There is no way you can go to Paris and skip on the best Macarons in the world: Laduree.

And I went for the special edition of Les Marquis, only sold by the shop at 14 rue de Castiglione.

how could I resist this shopwindow?

Ofcourse, I digested one of them with my cute-as-a-button tea-set from La Chaise Longue

 To add, some funky candles from cultshop Colette:

Also limited editions. Hurray!

*artistic (Basquiat & Keith Haring)
*Funny drawings
*limited Editions
*they smell quite good too
(the candles can also be found on their website)

I went to the Keith Haring exhibition and it was really lively, although you might question if it is really art (but that's often the question around art)

I finally bought the quintessential French Shoe, the ballerina: Repetto ofcourse.

Window Repetto Rue St. Honore (they have several shops in the city)

A shoe that really looks like a ballerina shoe makes you feel like a little girl again.

 

 Talking about feeling like a little girl, I couldn't resist Pink Panther:

For the grown-up girl in me: the Japanese Vogue (Holland hardly sell these anymore, they used to)

So Paris gave me a funky smile (and three eyes) as Mr. Haring is burning smilingly...

spreading heady florals around the room.

 Overal, a cute city with a taste for sweet decadence.