24 hours in Paris goes a long way. Especially if your agenda is organized by the Hermès Spain team.
Thanks to them I stayed at Le Roch (28 Rue Saint-Roch, 75001), a boutique hotel decorated by the Parisian interior designer Sarah Lavoine. This space, which was conceived with the spirit of a home, with simple lines but a sophisticated vocation, captivated me. A plus: their tempting spa helped me get rid of the stress.
Shortly after leaving our bags, we went to eat at the Italian restaurant Daroco (6 Rue Vivienne, 75002). The former Jean Paul Gaultier shop has now become one of the most fashionable restaurants in Paris, where you’ll enjoy exquisite décor among brick walls, cement columns, oil-blue velvet benches and green marble tables. The food is the typical coming from an Italian trattoria: wood-fired oven-baked pizzas, fresh pasta, tiramisu and homemade ice cream. Pizza Margarita in Paris! I can’t think of a better plan.
Later we visited the Musée des Arts Décoratifs, which hosts the exhibition “Margiela, les années Hermès” until September 2nd. A tribute to the Belgian creator, who now shows the world, for the first time, the ready-to-wear designs that he made for the Maison. A dance between innovative deconstruction and timeless luxury, all these through 98 designs that will not leave you indifferent.
As we leave, we approach the imposing Hermès shop, where all the dreams (including those of child who’s a fan of stuffed animals, or someone who would like to dust their house with a feather duster by the brand) come true. We couldn’t resist the lemon pie and chocolate cake of its café. A deliciously perfect break.
Whenever I step into the City of Light, I like to get lost in the streets of Le Marais. This time, we went looking for vintage stores. If you have never bought clothes “by the pound” (you pay what your purchase weighs), I recommend you this experience. You can find real bargains.
The cherry on top of the cake was the restaurant Bagalan (9 Rue d’Alger, 75001), the new place to be in Paris. Under the baton of the Israeli chef Assaf Granit, a studied chaos is organized among waiters who dance, and others who set the pace with pots and pans that serve as musical instruments. An Art Déco decoration with discreet oriental references gives life to this bastion of good vibes and unique desserts, where “la joie de vivre” is contagious. A piece of advice: trade Prozac for a night in Bagalan.