The City of Cafes

It’s no secret that the wide cobbled boulevards of Paris are flanked by a sea of cute cafes with so much Parisian charm that one is left wondering which of their alluring beckons to follow.

The one with the pretty pink chairs perched right at the intersection of rows of imposing buildings all boasting intricate wrought iron balconies and pretty flowers looks like the perfect location to sip on your expresso and munch on freshly baked croissants while people watching. However, the one with the lovely red chairs is surrounded by boutiques, has a huge crowd and looks just as inviting.

Menus to the rescue then! Oops, the menus are not in English and my high school French teacher totally missed the memo on the French pronunciations especially that sexy R. You should hear me try to pronounce Trocadero, bwahahaha! After minutes of broken French heavily polluted / accented with English and sign language, it’s time to move on to the next cafe. Perhaps luck will be on my side and there’ll be an English menu to greet me upon my arrival.

No? Ok how about just American coffee? Voila, You get my euro then!

Today I'm showing a casual and comfy look for a bike ride to yet another spot in the City of ~~Love~~ Cafes. Stripes have been making the rounds and this bold stripe mini dress with a criss cross back detail looked great paired with my Manoush pom pom sandals, Florentino boater and Saint Laurent shopper.

Happy weekend everyone!