In Paris, I kept things simple: comfy wide leg pants, tops I could layer if need be, comfy booties, and a statement coat, bag, and earrings to up my downplayed look. I know, totally not a deviation from the norm of my usual style but, only having a few short days to enjoy the city of love, I packed light and traveled across the Atlantic with a single carry on bag and my trusty Cee Cee's Closet backpack containing simple tops to be mixed and matched with a trio of wide leg pants, and a red head scarf to adorn my tresses should the weather turn sour (side note: the weather was great, it was just my hair that turned sour).
Before arriving to Paris, I had few ideas of what to expect based on fictional movies: French people would be mean, cheese would be everywhere, and smoking is deeply embedded into Parisian culture. When I arrived, two of the three held true (Parisians are in fact lovely people) and I was in for so much more than what I could have ever expected.
The opulent chateau 40 minutes outside of Paris by train is a splendor worth of every minute of the trip. There's art in every inch of the former palace turned museum; so much so that your eyes dart back and forth continuously just to try to take it all in. The grandeur of it all is as overwhelming as it is captivating and causes you to wonder why such beautiful spaces have been replaced with blank, minimalist architecture that hardly differentiates itself from the building next to it.
From a petit dejeuner to a late night dinner and drinks outdoors under the heated awning of a restaurant you stumbled upon in alley, the culture and enjoyment of life are deeply ingrained into the ways of Paris. Throughout my whole trip, I didn't once see anyone drinking a coffee on the go or eating while walking. In fact, on my last morning, while eating breakfast outdoors in the sunshine, a women walking stopped to take a seat next to me to bask in the sun, smoke her cigarette, and take ten minutes to enjoy her espresso before moving back along on her shuffle to get nowhere fast.
My biggest lesson from my trip to Paris was learned that that morning in a little restaurant on Rue du Faubourg Montmartre: to take my time and enjoy every moment no matter how big or little it may seem. In New York, I am constantly rushing to get from point A to point B, raising my blood pressure for the slightest instance, and not taking time to relax and enjoy each of my meals. In the few weeks since my return from Paris, I've taken a few pointers from Parisian living which have made living in New York a much more calming experience.
It's almost as if all of Paris was designed and built at one time with the uniformity of all the buildings yet each still has its own unique flair. Each building is no more than a few stories and most windows have a balcony to allow its residents to enjoy their slice of Paris when the sun is shining and the weather is warm.
Hidden Passageway Shops
The greatest thing to have stumbled upon next to my Airbnb has been hidden passageway shops with local eateries, grocers, booksellers, boutiques, art exhibits, bars, museums, and so much more.
Overall, Paris was a dream; namely one I wish to relive over and over. I returned to America not only 3 pounds heavier from excessive cheese and pastry intake, but with a new mindset to enjoy every moment and a peaked interest in Europe as a whole.
Thanks to an invite from a good friend of mine (shoutout to Briana!), I was a +1 on an RSVP to attend an open house for the most up-and-coming NYC co-working space, The Wing. New York, if you couldn't already tell, is keen on shared spaces; from shared apartments to Lyft lines, the biggest city on the East Coast does what it can with 8 million people. As for The Wing, they do what they can and a whole lot more for the women of the city. As stated on their website, "The Wing was born out of the belief that women need and deserve a multi-purpose space designed to make their lives easier, and that magic is created when women gather together." Yep, you read right - they created a co-working space for people who identify as female and there's more...
On top of making the 12th floor penthouse a comfortable place to create and co-work, The Wing has created a space for women, period. Atypical from your normal co-working space, The Wing is a multi-purpose environment full of encouragement, knowledge, amenities, and, most important of all, snacks. The Wing Library is a wall-to-wall, ceiling-to-ceiling bookcase filled with books and magazines covering a range of genres written solely by women. Revolutionary, I know. It's also color-coded and appeasing to the aesthetic-obsessed (aka me).
Now, let's talk amenities: spoiler alert, there's loads. There's a cafe decked with tasty treats, meal bowls, and caffeinated beverages. A locker room leading to a shower room equipped with The Wing shower caps, Aesop body products, Carol's Daughter hair moisturizer, and an adjacent Pump Room for any mommy members. The bathroom is also fully equipped with plenty of eco-friendly and natural beauty products from the available complimentary body fragrance offerings to the generous Glossier facial products. They also have a beauty room (which was closed during the Open House), and from the pictures I've seen it's a-ma-zing.
If reading all of this has made you want to run and sign up for your chance to be a Wingette (not sure if that's the official name of their members, I just made this up...), here a few things to note: admission is currently on a rolling basis, there is a bit of a waitlist because this place is just that awesome, and you can apply here. If you're interested in attending their next open house, be sure to keep it locked on their Instagram and try not to fangirl at all the amazing guests they've had recently (yes, Elaine Welteroth has graced their presence).