City, Europe, Travel



There was no sighting to be had at Angelina’s just a drug induced chocolate haze so Sugar and I made one last attempt to find the elusive Coco. It made perfect sense if she wasn’t at 31 Rue Cambon, Hotel Ritz or the Joaillerie then she must be with Ernest Beaux, her perfumer. Our logic told us if Chanel No.5 is made from thousands and thousands of rose petals then a rose boutique is where we must go. So of we went to Roses Costes Dani Roses.

Did we find Coco or Ernest? No but we met the sweetest man wearing a beret who showered my children in roses. Their little noses buried amongst buckets of glorious flowers in every colour you could possibly imagine. Thank you kind sir.
By now we were high on Paris or perhaps the essence of a thousand roses and we walked to the  Fontaine des Fleuves to cool down. We decided it was time to say goodbye to Coco so we crossed the  Pont De La Concorde overlooking the La Seine. Adieu Coco, merci pour une merveilleuse journée. Au revoir.

 Photographer Sam Elsom | Creative Direction + Styling Sheree Commerford

Sugar searches for Coco wearing Ralph Lauren suede jacket, tights and tutu from Mamapapa, Isabel Marant sneakers from Zara with french vintage blouse and hat. Mum wears Celine tuxedo pants and loafers with Stella McCartney bodysuit, Sass & Bide blazer, Chanel bag and vintage boater hat.