Showing posts with label L'Eclaireur. Show all posts
Showing posts with label L'Eclaireur. Show all posts

Monday, February 21, 2011

Field trip with Skulls...

...my friend Alton teases me about skulls. But, I have always been and still am a sucker for the macabre: skulls, spiders, bones, taxidermy...but all of the most luxurious kind. So, when I walked into Grange Hall in Dallas on the recommendation of my creative soul sister, Pamela Tuohy of 2ETN jewelry, I was in heaven. It was a quick scan and I felt at home. With Evan and the twins napping in the car before our next stop I perused the the delicately edited selection of curiousities, jewelry and art pieces and fell in love with many. The environment felt neither trendy nor too precious. It felt lovely and calm with inviting vitrines and exquisite displays and merchandising. The selection is not for everyone and I am sure - not unlike my shop -they get the misunderstanders, the questionable gawkers and the just plain "don't get its."




photos from the Urban Flower Grange Hall website

It's a wickedly delightful combination of precise buying on the level of the famed Parisian clothing boutiques: L'Eclaireur - but for gifts, combined with the curiousness of the taxidermied animals of Deyrolle, and augmented by the collector's feel of Sir John Soane's Museum in London. I want my clothing on their dress forms as art, draped in their selected bijoux.

So, now when people ask me, what is there do see in Dallas?...I can tell them...plus, they sell my absolute favorite scent of a brown candle from the Hotel Costes.

Don't miss this jewel.

Saturday, December 11, 2010

L'Eclaireur...30 ans...mon coeur...

Ha! 13 years...well, L'Eclaireur has been doing it for 30. Thirty glorious years of fashion, evolution, inspiration and art...I miss my old life in Paris and when I go there it's like mainlining. I stick that needle in my arm and the juices ooze through my veins. I feel sleepy, giddy and then settle in with a smile of content on my face. I sleep late, eat many meals with friends, paw through piles of fabric, visit my favorite hidden shop for notions and then make my pilgrimage to L'Eclaireur, home of loveliness and provocativeness.

L'Eclaireur has changed over the years. I used to go and buy Ann Demeulemeester and Dirk Bikkembergs on the rue des Rosiers in the Marais. They still are the purveyors of my favorite Belgian designers but that location is now closed and they moved over to Sevigne: a jaw-dropping interactive space filled with elaborate, movable and contemplative installations. My ability to afford shopping there has been diminished but my addiction for my fix, "ma dose", hasn't...

But my favorite L'Eclaireur outpost has always been and remains behind the secret door on the rue Herold. No sign, no indication of a shop except for a tiny box...shhh! I shouldn't even tell you...
I want this to be my home..

I want this to be my living room...


ha! I worked with this woman many years ago...