Tuesday, October 26, 2010

English Designer Alex MacArthur


I stumbled upon the site of Alex Mac Arthur, thanks to my adorable friend Yves, commercial director at Couleur Chanvre and fabulously talented stylist and creative person. MacArthur's style reminds me a lot of the style of Objet de Curiosité and infact of my own style a bit. Super eclectic and in a state of permanent flux.

Saturday, October 23, 2010

Saturday Night

After a very long week that I will tell you about tomorrow, we were relaxing at home in our safe little apartment when this song came on. It's so infectious, we had to dance! Yolanda Be Cool and Dcup from New South Wales, Australia

Wednesday, October 20, 2010

Dream Dresser: Before + After


So for three years now, I have been looking for the perfect dresser, and it has proved to be a very difficult task. Once, about 2 years ago at the Puces du Canal in Lyon, I spotted my dresser. It was already sold and I wanted to cry. I guess I had given up hope and was resigned to buying something modern and incredibly expensive. My budget was $150.

But no, amazingly enough after 3 years, my dream dresser found me. Unsuspecting, shyly, it presented itself in this quirky depot vente (second hand store) and was delivered today. Only 99 Euros, a little elbow grease, a roll of paper towels and beeswax wipes! And, yay!


Monday, October 18, 2010

Sweet Sixteen a la Francaise

Yesterday was Hallie's 16th birthday and of course I am just floored that someone as young as I has a 16 year old. I never imagined having teenagers. I definitely thought a lot about having babies, and toddlers crossed my mind, but in my early maternal fantasies, I never pictured me with adolescent children. I can tell you though, it is the most wonderful thing that ever happened to me, having my girls. Better than any fantasy of my youth. And Hallie at 16 is just divine!

My Idea of Beautiful

Lovely and natural. I think this photo from the Sartorialist is the most beautiful thing in the world.

Sunday, October 17, 2010

Go Brooklyn and the National!

I saw these guys in concert  this year and they were absolutely amazing. They were playing back up to Vampire Weekend at Fourviere, a Roman Amphitheater. Anyway, I kind of forgot about them until I reheard this song this week. I listened to it about 20 times in a row at the gym and I'm not sick of it yet.

Monday, October 11, 2010

Rubens-esque Industrial Design!


I am wondering if it is me or if all kitchen products worldwide are as curvaceous as French products. I was just minding my own business, washing my little French dishes with Mir peaux sensibles aloe vera dish soap, using my super flash sponge and smelling my intoxicating Roi Soleil Cire Trudon candle when it dawned on me that all the products I use in the kitchen have a voluptuous form. Now I ask you, is this me or is this very clever, subliminal industrial design/marketing on behalf of the French? Are the industrial designers here secretly all rebellious feminists, trying to get men to spend more time in the kitchen or make those of us who do feel at home? At least this is one place where you don't have to be 6' 2" and 110 lbs. Any thoughts?

Thursday, October 07, 2010

Imprint


I have to add another thing to my list of things I am obsessed with: typography and graphic design. And while I don't agree with the idea that everyone is a designer in terms of graphic design, I do agree that we are all good at something and designing our own lives, is a good idea. Design is "a good idea."

Anyhow, stumbling across Print Magazine's online blog, once again, I am filled with ideas about making pretty things, designing clever postcards for the "Gifted" sale at Brooklyn Flea this December, tees or stationery for BF. I just want to make things. Pretty things.

Wednesday, October 06, 2010

The Princess Climbs the Stairs

We rent a small apartment (by American standards) in one of the best neighborhoods in Lyon. It's sunny, on the top and 5th floor of an elevator building, very central and very quiet. We have two bedrooms, a small office, a combination livingroom/diningroom, a small bathroom and one very small, very ugly kitchen. I feel very safe in this apartment. It is easy to clean, I have a decent landlord and a handyman named Omar who fixes things when they break.


Recently however, a beautiful huge apartment became available on the second floor of my building (which I love by the way.) I started having fantasies about moving into this grand, palatial space, each room with a marble fireplace, original details, hidden built-in closets. The girls started dreaming about having their own rooms (Hallie's pictured above), their own huge bathroom, a grand salon to entertain their teenage friends in grand style. It is a corner apartment with a view on a square, 15 foot ceilings and the most beautiful light you have every seen at any time of day. In Lyon, the lower your floor, the higher your social class because when this building was built in the 1900s, for example, there was no elevator as there is now. The wealthy and aristocratic only walked up two flights of stairs to their grand apartments with fabulously high ceilings, while the servant class (who lived in our apartment) walked up five to their low ceiling-ed apartments. The height of the ceilings also diminishes as you ascend in floors, and descend in social class.

Anyway, so I was having a moment there, dreaming of grandeur. I took great pains to write a perfect French letter to the management company (la régie) expressing my desire to be the first in line for this potentially coveted apartment. Long, long long story short: La régie was absolutely impossible and rude and while they were very interested in my proposal to renovate the apartment in exchange for really cheap rent, they took 6 months to move forward with the project, and barely returned my phone calls and emails.

I had a change of heart, while Bob and Barb were here. We talked a lot about all the responsibilities I already have—a demanding business, two thriving adolescents, two aging dogs, a big, old house in les monts du lyonnais, family and friends all over the planet that I try to keep up with. I am a bit maxed out quite frankly. And while the fantasy princess me wanted to project myself into this life, the actual practical me kept thinking "No, no, this is too much. You are going to be exhausted. It's going to cost a fortune. It's too hard to clean." One day of utter despair and self-doubt, where I cried hysterically for almost 4 hours just thinking about all that I had on my plate, I finally made the decision not to pursue the apartment. It was so obvious a decision and I have felt elated every since, free as bird, no regrets, more in love and appreciative of my little working class apartment (haha) than ever before.

Now here's the challenge: how to transform our present apartment into the perfect place for at least the next two years on a budget of less than $1,000? Stay tuned for the before and afters.

Tuesday, October 05, 2010

Big Concept for Small People


images courtesy of www.smallable.com

I am absolutely in love with the online concept store "Smallable" for kids which regroups wonderful products from all over the world. A great resource for those with little folks and for others who just need inspiration!

Monday, October 04, 2010

Germain in the Berkshires


I inadvertently stumbled across the website of Germain and then discovered that Elena Letteron's French-inspired-modern boutique is actually in Great Barrington, MA. For all of you upstaters and city folk thinking about planning a foliage weekend upstate, looks like crossing the border is definitely worth doing!


Sunday, October 03, 2010

Flea Market in Chazelles-sur-Lyon

Chazelles-sur Lyon is the felt hat capital of France with the most amazing hat-making museum, le musée du chapeau and it is a lovely medium-sized town about 30 minutes from my house in the country. Addicted yard-saler that I am, I couldn't resist going to Chazelle's annual "vide grenier" (empty attic) with Barb and Bob and visiting my great friend, the most talented painter, Isabelle Grange. We found lots of treasures for Basic French. Yay!

Saturday, October 02, 2010

Friday, October 01, 2010

French Farmer Chic

Saturday morning in the country and I am not joking, they really look like this the little country farmers, in their worker blues (kind of like the equivalent to Carhartt.) with berets and baguettes. They are incredibly costaud (strong) and macho but they are also incredibly short in general. They may have spent all their lives milking cows, but they certainly didn't drink the milk themselves!

Thursday, September 30, 2010

Fine Little Day

As much as I love children and my own lovely daughters, I often find it annoying when people implicate their children in their professional activities. But, I stumbled across this website/blog with wall paper and fabric designed by children (among other things) and it is amazing and simple and just not at all self-serving. Check out Fine Little Day

Tuesday, September 28, 2010

Fall Finds from France

I have been obsessed with two things all my life. The obvious one, France, has become so integral to my being that I dream in French, I wear French clothes (and have since the age of 17,) I eat French food, drink French wine and I breathe French air everyday. Enough said!

My other secret obsession is dogs. My family is a dog family. My father's family who were from Winchester, Massachusetts raised (for fun) springer spaniels. So on my 10th birthday, I got a springer spaniel, who I aptly named Freckles (by the way, these were the Nixon years and my father is a conservative Republican who still to this day defends Nixon, post mortem.) Anyway, fast forward to my immediate family and our small apartment in Lyon and voilà Clementine and Daisy: Daisy, adorable bichon frisé adopted from a family in Red Hook a week before Christmas 8 years ago, and Clemmie, gorgeous field pointer, who wandered onto our farm as a 6 week old puppy on the hottest August afternoon, 9 years ago.

When I go away to non-dog-friendly places, I am forced to find a happy home for Clementine (Daisy I can usually hide in a bag.) My friend Claire, turned me on to le Domaine des Brevonnes, a 4**** pension for large dogs and a top breeder of Weimaraners. It takes 50 minutes to drive to the little town of Monthieux, in the department de L'ain (a place that for some wacky reason reminds me of the Jersey shore, even though it has no beach,) but it's well worth it.

I had to pick Clem up this morning and you know she had a good weekend cavorting outside with all her handsome Weimaraner pals. She was absolutely giddy.

But the best Fall Find of all was what I found in the front yard. More than the Agnes B tweed jacket, more than the Heschung men's shoes, more than the Loft Design By cashmere sweater, I NEED one of these.


Monday, September 27, 2010

Halliday Chic



I love Halliday's natural style—very Halliday!

Monday, September 20, 2010

Loving the Contrast





We were all so happy to get back to Lyon after the craziness (and expensiveness of Paris.) Really and truly, Paris is too busy for me.

I am essentially half country girl/half city girl, equally comfortable in the two environments. And after such a crazy trip, we all needed to recuperate in the country.

We lounged all weekend and the weather was perfect. We ate every meal outside (except the first night when we had to light a fire to heat up our 200 year old stone house,) toured around a bit, shopped the amazing farmers market in St Symphorien sur Coise, passed by the butcher and boulangerie, made very authentic meals, star gazed, chatted outside in the field which we call our patio, saw our lovely neighbors Zizou and Joseph and went to a yard sale to visit my good friend Isabelle Grange, a fabulous painter.

Such a perfect weekend that Bob wanted to stay, and I was tempted too. But it's back to reality we go. Whoppee!

Monday, September 13, 2010

Oh Mercy Beaucoup


Ok, I am officially in love with this band, Oh Mercy, Alexander Gow and Thomas Savage, the soulful duo from Melboure, Australia. Please come to Lyon! Ecoutez: http://www.myspace.com/ohmercyband

Friday, September 10, 2010

Our Great Parisian Adventure


Barb and Bob are like family to us. We have known them since Halliday was 9 months old, when Barb (just barely one toe into retirement,) answered an ad I had placed in the local "Register Star" for a full-time babysitter. Those were the days of I & Company, my busy graphic design studio and I was whizzing in and out of Manhattan trying to be supermom and have my cake and eat it to. Basic French was just a glimmer in my eye and Barb signed on for the long-haul when she picked up that phone. I thought it was Mary Poppins on the line, she was so nice and lovely and professional that I nearly cried.

So, here we are 15 years later: Barb, (now retired from years of manning the Basic French store in Red Hook, always smiling and making our customers feel special and important—something she is so good at, in all facets of her life) is finally free to travel!!!!

I had always wanted her to see Maison et Objet and so we all made a plan to meet in Paris and spend 2 incredibly busy days doing our version of Paris, before heading back to Lyon. I take some things for granted in France I think—the way things are different from the US, the simplicity of shapes, the smells, the architecture. You know when you live somewhere you half stop seeing things, so having her at the show with me was great and fun and incredibly helpful.

We sped around the 7 immense halls (like at the Jacob Javits Center in New York) taking in all the trends, new colors and products, placing orders with some tried-and-true suppliers and discovering some fantastic new ones too. Great pajamas and boxers, X-mas decorations, lots of dog stuff, children's tees and aprons, organic (bio) toiletries and home cleaning products that smell divine. Can't wait for our holiday shipment to arrive, but let's not think about Christmas just yet. I am savoring the Indian summer that has set in here. Vive le soleil!

Monday, September 06, 2010

To Combi or not to Combi?

I know the summer is over but the weather is still temperate here in Lyon and it seems that les lyonnaises are trying to get the most out of their summer outfits and most notably, their combi-shorts. Ok, I know I am not 5'8", 110 lbs and a size 4, and perhaps if I was I would have a different take on the combi, but truly, it is one fashion style that I just don't understand. This summer it was all the rage: combi-shorts, combi-pants, combi-pedalpushers, in liberty, in silk, belted, cinched, you name it, the combi was there. I guess they just remind me of a play suit, a romper, a jumper, a jump suit and they seem to infantalize the women wearing them. Since I am someone who likes to be taken seriously, probably to a flaw I might add, I could never be caught dead in a combi. Perhaps it's a take on femininity that I just don't appreciate? What do you think?

"Made in France" label for firms

Reprinted courtesy of 'The Connexion'

A PLAN to create a ‘Made in France’ label to emphasize the Frenchness of products has been met with mixed reactions from business people.

The idea, being pushed by former Overseas Minister Yves Jégo, was labeled “xenophobic” by one businessman, while others said it was ecological or good for the image of their goods.

Mr Jégo says France should capitalize more on its national brand image. According to the Nation Brands Index, it is second only to the USA in terms of attractiveness when associated with goods (Germany is third, Britain fourth).

The country should create a recognizable “Made in France” brand, he says. The logo could be accompanied by a star-rating to show if a product was French at all of the stages from concept to sale.

Mr Jégo has asked that a law proposal be drawn up this year.

He also wants France to lobby the EU to make identifying country of origin obligatory for all goods (it is only required for those from outside the union). Garden accessory manufacturer Nigel Gubb of JMH French Solutions in the Vendée said quality counted more than origin.

“You could be encouraged to buy something because it’s French when it is rubbish and not as good as a product from somewhere else.

“It sounds xenophobic and not in the spirit of the EU.” He added: “If something is from the EU all that matters is quality and price.”

Mr Gubb, whose products are all made in France from French materials, said if anything he prefers to emphasize a local angle.

“We sometimes put the Vendée heart on them,” he said. He added: “A star-rating would be impractical for small firms – how would they check?

“Would someone come out to inspect how French my products are?”

Sophie Hicks of La Boucherie à la Ferme in the Corrèze said Frenchness was important to the image of their meat products. “The French are proud of their country and to integrate successfully you have to embrace their ways. The reason we came to France is because we enjoy its Frenchness and it should maintain that.”

She added: “We already put ‘Made in France’ on the products, as we use meat from our own animals. We source some spices abroad, but it’s not a significant percentage. Also, by law, we must use at least 60% of our own produce in everything or we become a commerce instead of a farm.

“We are also going to start selling in a farmers’ market which will involve having special bags and badges showing the produce is ours.

“So, in way the fact that we use local French ingredients is already apparent, but an extra logo could be a good idea. As for a star-rating, it would depend how strict the rules were. Would the ingredients have to be 100% French?”

She added that while French branding would add value for food, because of France’s culinary reputation, “we’re not so impressed with some other things made here, like washing machines.”

Claire Morris of Ty Skol, who makes stained glass items in Brittany, said individual artistry was more importance then Frenchness, however the branding might attract tourists wanting French-made souvenirs. “Buying French also makes good ecological sense in terms of air miles,” she said.

She mainly uses French suppliers. Although some of them source some of their glass abroad, there are some very good French manufacturers, like Saint-Just glass from Saint-Etienne, she said.

Would you trust a Made in France brand? For which products? Do you market your goods as being French? Email contact@connexionfrance.com mentioning “Made in France” in the email title.

Thursday, September 02, 2010

La Rentrée (Back to School)


We are suffering from la Rentrée Blues.

This back-to-school schedule of getting up at 6:15 am and racing around, filling out form after form, making appointments, getting insurance, doing homework, going to bed early is always soooooooooooooooo hard to adjust to.

This weekend we are headed to Paris to meet our lovely friends Barb and Bob, who arrive from New York for their first European vacation. Barb (who worked in our Red Hook store for years) and I are going to Maison et Objet, the Paris home fashion show to buy great stuff for Basic French for the holidays. Yay!!!

Saturday, August 21, 2010

Les Vestiges de L'été



I can't believe that summer is almost over. Blink of an eye and poof. I am feeling nostalgic for the summer I didn't experience. I almost cried about it this morning driving back from les monts du lyonnais, one more house rental complete, more dirty laundry to wash...I am regretting the ears of corn, fresh tomatoes and soft shells that I did not eat at the Jersey shore. This is the first summer of my life that I was not at least in the US for a few weeks. It feels weird.

But what I did do here in France was amazing. Early summer days in les monts du lyonnais (my house was rented out a lot but I still managed to squeeze in a few days,) fun but brief road trip with Ka to Le Tarn et Garonne, fabulous Vampire Weekend concert at beautiful Fourviere, my birthday celebration at le Bistrot du Boulevard and two weekends in Paris.

The funnest thing about this summer though was the flea markets and the daily search for new products—my passion. Every weekend there was a local vide grenier or brocante within driving distance and I did my share of scouting and buying for Basic French (haha.)

The vestiges of this summer will not be memories of Jersey Shore meals, the sound of sea gulls or a good tan (I am so pale that I am going to get some of that progressive tanning cream, here in mid-August.) The vestiges of this summer will be delicately painted virgin relics, lots of dog walking, funky 50s plaid tablecloths, late-night meals in les bouchons lyonnais, never-used vintage linen dishtowels, a pyrogene (porcelain bistrot matchstriker,) getting to know Ka (who I have worked with for 8 years but only seen twice,) retro teapots and pitchers, wildly colorful foutas, espadrilles and market baskets from the Pyrenées and a new appreciation for what I have experienced and evidently taken for granted all my life...Long Beach Island, New Jersey.

Friday, July 30, 2010

I Love My Town




One hot summer day, I thought about this. Aside from Manhattan, I have never felt as passionate about a city as I do about Lyon. For me, it is a perfect city—not too big, not too much traffic, profound culture and history, ethnic diversity, an easy metro and fab urban bike system, magnificent architecture, cute guys, easy access to the south of France, the Rhone wine country, skiing in the Alpes and Paris by high speed train. But what I love most about Lyon is the near perfect (pour moi au moins) urban quality of life.

It's such big love between me and Lyon that I had to design a t-shirt for Basic French. Dan Baxter, my good friend and the most talented illustrator and animal portrait artist I know, is pictured here sporting his. Go Dan!!!

Crushing on your home town and need to wear a Basic French J'aime ma ville t-shirt?

Saturday, July 24, 2010

Great Quote

"I don't know what I'm capable of doing, but, by God, I have genius--I know too well to blush behind it." --Thomas Wolfe

Friday, July 23, 2010

Justice Dancing in Times Square

Camp Simcha is a camp for kids with childhood illnesses and my friend Jayne's son, an amazing boy (the trooper of all troopers) was part of this fabulous celebration in the middle of Times Square—counselors and campers celebrating life and having a blast! Justice is the short one in the middle. Check out Chai Lifeline, the incredible non-profit organization behind this life-affirming event on Facebook, whose mission is to "bring joy to seriously ill children and hope to their families."

Monday, June 21, 2010

Promenade in Time


We left our country house after a few quiet days. About half a mile down the one-lane road, Halliday rolled down the window after we'd passed a local farmer and took this shot. Les monts du lyonnais is so unspoiled and beautiful, the farmers so rugged and hard-working. France has somehow managed in certain parts to be frozen in time. And that's why I live here.

Thursday, June 17, 2010

Jeune Fille Chic





Just like in the US, French teenage girls are constantly under intense fashion pressure. My girls know far more about brand names and chic stores that I ever did at their age. However, I have been incredibly opinionated about clothes all my life and drove my mother and sister (who were not shoppers or fashion victims) absolutely mad with my peripatetic searches for the perfect back-to-school shoes, the ones I had pictured in my head but never actually seen—yet. I always had my own distinct style and from the age of five, I slept with my favorite new clothes I loved them so much.

I am counting my blessings that my two resident teens are not among the EMO-dressing, body-piercing, tatoo-sporting crowd here in Lyon. They are plutôt BCBG {bon chic bon genre} or preppy with class. Thank God. And this season, BCBG = the classic marinière or sailor shirt from Brittany. I chased Abigail around our new and empty apartment in her summer Bensimons and marinière dress {from guess where,} hoping to capture the essence of jeune lyonnaise style. Et voila!