Le Bristol, Paris
Last week my delightful boyfriend whisked me off to Paris for an evening of fun and romance. We jetted out of City Airport at lunchtime and landed full of excitement that afternoon with time for a quick dip in the infamous Le Bristol swimming pool before the sun set and it was time to change for dinner. Throwing on the cosiest robes and slippers, we retreated back to our gorgeous suite and I got dolled up in this fab little Motel dress for one night in Paris… We jumped in the most beautiful lift I think I’ve ever seen and headed down to Le Bar du Bristol where the seriously talented bartender whipped up a couple of margaritas and whisky sours to start the night. The hotel is a dream. Traditional but full of life, with something stunning to see around every corner, and the wonderful staff just couldn’t be more friendly and helpful. Soon it was time to head out for dinner and where could be more magical, romantic, fun, delicious (the list goes on…) than Monsieur Bleu, for a date with my man and the Eiffel Tower.