There is no surprise to anyone who knows me and my photography that I love dreamy, out of focus images. These photos, taken through a tilt-shift lens are some of my favorites from last summer’s trip to New York.
Stepping into this new tea room in Montreal’s Mile End is like being on the set of Downton Abbey. The mismatched tea cups and saucers are gorgeous, the vintage style armchairs and sofas are so inviting and that chandelier will definitely leave you bouche bée. All this to say the décor is absolutely flawless. The selection of teas is plentiful, and the food is delicious. We’ve tried the lavender Earl Grey which was a dream, and I also recommend pretty much all their sandwich selection. We haven’t tried any of the desserts, but that’s what next visits are for. I can’t tell you how giddy I am now that I’ve discovered this little gem!
Le Cardinal, 5326 Saint Laurent (corner Maguire).
This summer I’ve had the fortune to travel to two of the greatest cities in the world, Paris and NYC. So I’d like to start a new series on the blog, Paris vs New York where I share photographs of similar or opposing concepts and places.
La Coulée Verte (La Promenade Plantée) is a 4.5 km long park in the 12th arrondissement in Paris, built on an old railway. It’s made up of elevated gardens and tree-lined bike paths. It was so lovely seeing the wonderful building facades popping through the lush vegetation.
The High Line Park is a similar elevated park, only 1.6 km in length, built along the former West Side Line. Inspired by the Coulée Verte, it offers beautiful views of the lower West side – Chelsea and the Meatpacking District.
The Times described Benedict Cumberbatch’s voice as a “jaguar hiding inside a cello”. How is that for a metaphor? By God, there is no better one. I’ve listened to him reading poetry, and honestly, it’s better than music. So I’ve decided to make a list of the most amazing, deep, rich, velvety male voices I know: Bryan Cranston, Benedict Cumberbatch, Leonard Cohen and Tom Hiddleston.
BRYAN CRANSTON reading Ozymandias by Percy Bysshe Shelley. This is my favorite. The part where he says “My name is Ozymandias” gives me goose bumps every time, no matter if it’s the tenth time I’ve listened to this.
LEONARD COHEN reciting A Thousand Kisses Deep. He is my favorite singer of all times. What a heart-wrenching poem!