there were these doors.
Lighting my gas stove on fire, by hand, is a super fun daily near-death experience. At least when I go up in flames now, it will be IN STYLE.
You can purchase these beauties yourself at:
111 boulevard Beaumarchais, 75003, PARIS
Happy St. Nicholas Day where, in France, we celebrate the saint who brought 3 kids back from the dead after they were killed by an evil butcher who packed them in a barrel full of salt like anchovies. We fête this feat with cookies and tell this story to small children.
Maltese pups. Or perhaps they're bichons?
Invited 15 people to my home for an impromptu Thanksgiving. My butcher laughed in my face when I requested a turkey, large castrated rooster or even a big chicken. But Bon Marché came through with a mysterious piece of poultry the size of a toddler. It's a Thanksgiving Miracle of Miracles!
Bonus points for the head, feet and all the organs.
Medieval torture instrument, scene from Fifty Shades of Grey, or Pilates equipment? It's unclear what I have signed up for or why there are sheepskin cuffs involved...