31/05/2026
There is a version of Paris that exists in photographs. The Eiffel Tower at sunset. The Louvre pyramid glowing at night. The Champs-Élysées crowded with people carrying shopping bags.
I don't show that Paris.
I show the Paris that exists in an 1893 journal I found in a flea market, where a woman wrote about the dress she bought at the Samaritaine on a Tuesday afternoon in March. I show the Paris that exists in the doorway where Coco Chanel stood when she was still Gabrielle, before the name meant anything.
This is the Paris I take people to. We walk past the window Chanel prayed for Schiaparelli's downfall and where the ghosts of haute couture still seem to linger in the stone.
You will leave different. That is my promise. Not because you will see monuments. Because you will touch history. Because you are going to stand in the doorway where someone stood a hundred years ago and made a decision that changed how we dress, how we move, how we see ourselves.
If you are coming to Paris, and you want more than the photograph version, I would love to walk with you.
Small groups. A trained fashion historian. Real archives. Real stories. The Paris that doesn't exist on Google Maps.
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Next dates: June 2, June 4, June 5, June 10, June 11, June 13, June 27, June 28, June 29.
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