Sometimes I think I might be happiest, living with two gay men in Paris.
I want this apartment with all my little Euro-envious heart. The vintage parquet floors, fabulously grand mirror, the Sarinen table and tulip chairs, the worn-in leather, books upon books upon books, the high ceilings, the sunlight and… ok… I think I’m crying a little bit.
I love photos tucked into mirrors. And bottles of cologne at the ready.
Old wine crates, crumpled dishtowels, colorful countertop appliances and a million things to make stuff with. Lived in and full of real life. Love it.
Check out the full post (+ more pics!) on Design*Sponge. Gabriel Wick is a charming writer as well as Parisian apartment dweller.
