mother daughter Paris trip 5
on the last morning, we went off in our mother daughter pairs for a little one on one time before leaving this magical city. I had spied a concept store on a blog I love written by super mum Taza and was keen to take mh there and just wander around looking at all it had to offer. the store is called bonton and the main pull for me was the vintage photo booth housed in there. I really wanted to take some cute passport sized pics for me and mh to always remember the trip by. we had a quick breakfast at Paul and headed to the metro. I impressed mh with my limited French vocabulary as we navigated our way to the store.
we had a blast looking around the store and I was chuffed to see clothing and accessories inspired by one of my favourite cartoons from the 90’s: DENVER, the last dinosaur. I am singing the theme song as I type, lol!
the store lived up to my expectations and more. the attention to detail was beyond anything i’d imagined. everywhere we looked there was something gorgeous to see and beautiful to touch. they even had a hair salon on site! we took our photo booth pictures even though morayo-hope was a less than willing participant! the first roll looked a hot mess. the booth had instructions which we followed only to find the machine didn’t follow said instructions. this meant the first picture is of a very shocked mum and daughter - in much the same way the very first ever pictures taken in history looked. all we heard was a bang followed by a blinding flash of light. we had our act together by the 4th one. we then waited an agonizing few minutes for the pictures to come out - much like holding that pregnancy test stick anxiously. when it finally appeared I suddenly realised that Taza is white and I am black and these booths were not made with me in mind. apart from the strange expressions we sported, we looked a strange shade of olive green mixed with brown, mustard and a hint of black. basically a mess. that didn’t stop me wanting a second ream though but mh was having none of it. I begged her for the next 20 minutes as we walked around the store. I hate this age sometimes. she finally caved after a bit of emotional blackmailing and the promise of a chocolate crepe. bribery will get me through this season.
we made our final journey back to the house and met our other pair right by the door! perfect timing! we had come to the end of our Paris trip and a slight melancholic feeling had taken over the mood in the house. after some last minute tidying up we went out to grab a cab (uber prices to the airport had gone up from 45Euro to 70Euro in the brief time it took us to get our stuff together!). being in a busy area it didn’t take too long for us to get a cab for 50Euro. we made it to the airport in good time and were able to relax and wait for our plane home.
in the next couple of posts i’ll share some tips / lessons Alicia & I learned from planning this trip that will hopefully help you should you wish to do the same :).