With only 5 days left in Paris, I headed out to Les Puces de Clignancourt flea market also known as Les Puces De Saint Ouen or “Les Puces,” a sprawling market recognized as the largest flea market in the world.  Today was an overwhelming day as I wanted to scour every nook and cranny and find something to take back home to Los Angeles. Alas, I was met by two obstacles: the rain and this damn baggage limit imposed by international custom–argh. You can only imagine my frustration. It’s like everything was calling my name. Though disappointed, I am that much more committed to head out to Paris again with empty suitcases and load-up on unique vintage finds. On a brighter side of things, I managed to get a beautiful carved Senegalese turtle and had fun negotiating down the price with a very nice Senegalese Vendor, and despite the heavy rain, I enjoyed window shopping and discovering unique artworks, contemporary as well as more historic gems. If you are visiting Paris, I highly recommend checking out this flea. Besides antiques, you can find tons of hand me down items, clothes, funky objects, old vinyl for you music heads out there. It’s diverse, nothing pompous, you’ll get a first-hand experience of what Paris feels like.  There are many bistros all around where you can stop, grab a bite, and get back to your shopping!

xx, Kenza

 

Photography credit © Kenza Johnson

 

Besides fashion and food, the hallmark of my trip to Paris is single-handedly Parisian architecture especially old antique doors that adorn the majority of buildings in Paris. From modest homes to opulent Hausmanien apartments, old antique doors are part of Paris’ unique character and can be found everywhere.

I’ve spent my time scouring Parisian trottoirs to snap photos of cute old antique doors. The funny thing is, I have never paid any attention as a younger girl growing up in Paris. I was much more interested in going to booms (dance parties) with my friends than in Parisian architecture, let along taking photos of doors. Boy, haven’t things changed over time? I’m now obsessed with them. It is a healthy obsession, one that won’t break the bank for sure–unless of course, I decide to purchase a door and export the damn thing back to Los Angeles, but until that dream comes into fruition, I’ll stick with photography.

xx, Kenza

 

 

 

 

Photo credits: Kenza Johnson