Paris rétro-style

Paris rétro-style

As cool as an alley cat, I set off to explore the remnants of a city of merchants. I am led by the light melody that pervades these surroundings so full of reminiscence. These good old stores have travelled through time without realizing it: nice little corner shops, unchanged, familiar to all in the neighbourhood… 

Outside, standing on the sidewalk, I am fascinated by the windows, sometimes dated, often lush, always elegant. For a moment, I am reminded of these old black and white postcards on which you see the clerks, in their Sunday best, proudly posing all together in front of their shop.

 At last, I push the door open. Tinkle-tinkle…Inside, it’s nice and cosy. I am swept away by nostalgia, intoxicated by old scents. Colours come tumbling out. I am in another world, as if I had just opened a book, a story begins… From one generation to the next the wooden floor makes the same creaking sounds, the furniture smells of wax. The jars, boxes and various wares are lined up on shelves. The shopkeeper mishievously points out to me the countless wonders of his shop. We are on for the real McCoy!

As a child, I loved to play shops. Nowadays, I play shops selling bags showing shops.


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