More Nice on film

Something stupid happened: I dropped my Pentax (not from very high) on the carpet of my room. It works fine but the fall managed to disconnect the ISO/shutter speed button and the lightmeter meaning there was no way for me to know if my photos were properly exposed. So during my short stay in Nice, well I just had to wing it. The few pictures I had the courage to take didn’t come out too bad, so here there are !

I hope the bright blue of both the sea and the sky give you a sense of how lovely it feels to walk along the pebble beach and breathe the fresh air of the Mediterranean. I never get tired of it.

Instagram friendships

As people are more and more opened to online dating and it becomes mainstream to have met your other half on Tinder, the internet has become a favourable space for relationships to start, including friendships.

How do you make friends on Instagram ? 

People often ask me: “did you just message that instagrammer ?” And the answer is usually: Yes !

Remember that behind the Instagram feed you follow is a real person. It turns out, you go to the same cafés, walk around the same neighbourhoods, eat the same food and have the same interest in books or photography. They follow you back, you like each other’s photos all the time and sometimes even leave a comment. It seems you’re bound to bump into one another so why not take charge instead of hoping fate will do the trick ? It’s really worth dropping a private message, letting them know you’d appreciate meeting them in person. And who knows, you’ll really hit it off and will become great friends ! I’ve been lucky enough to experience this many times and truth be said, it’s harder to build a true or deep relationship with someone you’ve only ever interacted virtually. I am more likely to open up about feelings and personal things over coffee than in a private message; the things I don’t mention in my captions because they’re not “Instagram pretty”. Social media is a great way to start and to connect, but at the end of the day reality is the real deal. Your phone is a great tool, social media, the internet and apps are great means to feel informed, connected, part of a community, but nothing beats a 2 hour conversation in the corner of a café.

Sometimes things won’t always click with the person, but that’s fine. You gave it a shot.

Sometimes people won’t answer your messages. It can be hard, it’s true it does take some guts to reach out to someone. Account with thousands of subscribers probably get 20 messages a day and to be frank some of them can snob you if you’re not as “Instagram famous” as them. You’re probably not missing out on the best friendship of all times in this case.

Sometimes people will be super nice and friendly. I really got that feel when the @seemyparis organised an Instagram walk around Montmartre this summer. I had one of the best evenings, meeting many people I had been following for ages, exchanging with them, sharing stories, discovering many common interests. I think it was the first time I realised Instars could be “real” people. Inspiring, friendly and approachable people. I think it’s the best thing about Instagram – despite all its flaws, it’s a wonderful platform for connecting.

Thank you to all the wonderful people I have met thanks to social media who make me smile on a daily basis with their creativity and humour and to all the people who have become my friends. It’s not the numbers and stats, but you that give my “Instagram existence” a meaning.

Lots of love,

Signed: Pauline

 

Some photos taken from the #walkmyparis walk <3

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Pic de pollution à Paris

Petite carte postale de Paris, il y a 10 jours. Ou quand les transports en commun étaient gratuits. Vous dites pic de pollution, et on s’imagine Paris disparaitre sous un nuage. Mais non, le ciel bleu était toujours là, et la douce lumière d’hiver, un peu estompée par le nuage de pollution tant redouté, était parfaite pour prendre ces quelques photos. Seul souci: fermeture du jour à 16h30, l’accès au boîtier du Pentax ne sera plus autorisé à partir de 15h30. Mis à part ça, la visite a été superbe, et je suis ravie des photos souvenirs.

Bonus: double tour de Grande Roue place de la Concorde, même la réalité virtuelle ne peut pas rendre un tel paysage

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Lunch at Ellsworth

I am not dead. Although I’m not very much alive either… Still recovering from illness and exhaustion. But I am very sorry to see how the intense Oxford student life has led me to neglect a blog that I absolutely love writing.

However, I am on “holiday” at the moment, and can finally sit down to share some content with you. On top of that, I spent a few days in the place where I get most of my inspiration: Paris. I had the most beautiful weather which allowed me to take many photographs (I will upload this month so keep an eye over here !) and of course, I got to eat a lot. I went back to a few favourites, but also grabbed the opportunity to  try some places.

It was so exciting to discover places that have just opened, but also restaurants I didn’t get to try when I was still a parisienne. On the menu today, I present to you Ellsworth ! 1er arrondissement by the Palais Royal, it doesn’t get more central Paris than that. Yet, the name couldn’t be less French…  stepping in this small and elegant wooden restaurant to have a couple of French waiters bringing you an elegant fried chicken dish is wonderfully refreshing when you’re in one of the most touristy areas of the city of light. The audacity to match French elegance with American cheek is an absolute success in this cosy and discreet restaurant. With a delicious 20€ lunch menu (on week days), a soft light that hits the marble tables beautifully, and an unlimited supply of rustic bread, Ellsworth is sure to win your heart.

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Their signature dish: a classic yet elevated fried chicken with a buttermilk sauce… The tastiest dishes are the simplest.

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As for the braised beef and mashed potatoes, let’s just say the potatoes were so silky I almost tucked myself underneath. And that beef was butter in my mouth.

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The highlight of this lunch was probably the dessert… A sweet potato cake on a bed of caramel, topped with chai spice ice cream and sweet potato crisps. Chic and comfort all in one bite.

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Ellsworth truly is a unique restaurant which has made it to the top of my Paris recommendation list. (make sure you book your table!)

Ellsworth
34 rue de Richelieu
75001 Paris
+33 1 42 60 59 66
Week day lunch menu: 2 courses 20€, 3 courses 26€
Dinner: 20-30€ per person

 

Paris est une fête

Ceux qui me connaissent sauront que je ne fais pas partie des adorateurs de Hemingway, et encore moins de son livre A moveable feast dont j’adore néanmoins, et bien malgré moi, la traduction du titre. Oui: Paris est une fête. Pas la “fête” que je lis dans les passages de l’ami Ernest, mais la fête dans les théâtres et salles de concert parisiens, en terrasses et dans les rues, sur les quais où on danse la salsa ou le rock, sur les ponts où les musiciens font vibrer nos promenades. La fête de Paris, c’est ce lifestyle que nous ne trouvons pas ailleurs. Ce lifestyle qui a  toujours attiré les artistes et les rêveurs. On débat sur le déclin de la France, mais Paris rayonne toujours. Paris c’est le vin, les clopes, le chic, l’odeur du métro qui remonte au trottoir, les pâtisseries à tous les coins de rue, c’est la Seine, les gens qui courent et qui poussent, les amoureux qui se tiennent la main. Paris c’est cette ville qui vibre, et qui vibre tant que j’aime à croire (call me a self-centred French) que ceux qui lui en veulent en sont les plus jaloux. Jaloux de cette liberté, jaloux de cette énergie et jaloux de cette joie de vivre. Il y a eu des attentats, il y en aura d’autres. Il y a eu et il y aura toujours de la haine, et malheureusement des victimes, parce que nous sommes trop cons pour comprendre que le vivre ensemble est ce qu’il y a de plus souhaitable pour le bien commun. Mais en attendant, Paris est et sera toujours une fête.

Toutes mes pensées aux victimes du 13 novembre 2015, à leurs familles et à tous ceux touchés par les auteurs de ces attentats barbares.

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