Kategoriarkiv: Marknad


After the tennis game we all headed to a market north of Marais. But before I knew it I had lost everyone so I was walking there by myself for a while. There were a lot of nice things I must say. Both very expensive and really really cheap. If only I had a proper appartment. So no, I didn’t buy anything this time. Again today I spotted the Swedish designer Diana Orving in the crowds. We seem to share the same interest in vintage. When my feet were aching too much from my 5.75 inch heels I was about to call it a day and go home when I bumped into Maryam and Poya again. Lucky thing cause they were as hungry as me so we went to KFC to pick up a bucket of chicken. Yummie! That’s one thing I will miss in Sweden. I called my boyfriend and we decided to meet him up at Ile Saint Louis to have our meal in the beautiful sunset on Seine. Perfect end of a perfect day.

My Saturday

Igår bidde det marknad och shopping. Först lite shopping i fina Saint Germain, sedan mot marknaden i Clignancourt (kontraster) för lite mer shopping. Där fick jag syn på den talangfulla, svenska designern Diana Orving någonstans i myllret klämmandes på en vintageväska. Därefter tog vi den svettiga metron till Marais för lite käk och slutligen mötte vi upp Andreas och hans tjej Camilla, som är här på semester från Norge, för att ta en kaffe på en uteservering. Vi hade en superfin gårdag här i Paris. Tjugonio grader och strålande sol. Ännu bättre var det som jag shoppade. Är så nöjd. Visst är vi supersnygga förresten när vi posar jag och killen? Till vänster på bilden stupar muren rätt ner i Seine.

English: Yesterdays schedule was booked with market and shopping. First some shopping in the nice quartiers of Saint Germain, thereafter the market in Clignancourt (contrasts) for some more shopping. There I spotted the very talented, Swedish designer Diana Orving somewhere in the crowd squeezing on a vintagepurse. Afterwards we tog the sweaty metro to Marais for some food and finally we met up with Andreas and Camilla, who are here on vacation from Norway, to grab a coffee on an open-air café. e had a supernice yesterday in Paris. Twentynine degrees and sunshine. Even better was my shopping. I am so happy. Aren’t we superhot me and my boyfriend when we pose by the way? At left in the picture the wall is going straight down into Seine.


Idag väntar tre timmars jobb med två små söta brunögda varelser som bor på en gata full med sparris som gruppkramas. Så var det i alla fall förra veckan. Undrar vad som kramas den här gången.

English: Three hours of work is waiting me today with two sweet brown eyed creatures who live in a street full of asparagus group hugging. At least last week. Wonder what will be hugging this time.

Marché Dauphine

Idag var det lördag vilket innebär marknad här i Paris. Jag har aldrig tidigare varit på Marché Dauphine så vi begav oss dit. Den är gömd vid marknaderna i Porte Clignancourt vilket jag varit på innan. Men första biten är främst nya prylar. I Dauphine är det second hand som gäller, och det vet ju alla vid det här laget att jag är lite svag för. För att ta sig hit får man alltså åka till Porte Clignancourt och gå västerut förbi alla stånd med nya prylar och sedan höger för att komma in i en inomhusmarknad. Här är himmelriket. Bilderna får tala för sig själva. Förresten, om ni ser en liten försynt kvinna i slöja springa runt med termos, se till att haffa henne. Hon säljer en kopp söt myntate till marknadsförsäljarna för en euro. Så vanligtvis inte till kunder men om man ber snällt så…
English: Today was Saturday which means market here in Paris. I have earlier not been to Marché Dauphine so today was the day. It hidden amongst the markets in Porte Clignancourt which I have been to earlier though. But the first part of this market consists mainly of new objects. Marché Dauphine on the other hand is all about second hand, which you all by now know that I am very much in addicted to. To get here you take the metro to Porte Clignancourt as usual and then after passing under the bridge you go left left and then after a while to the right and there you meet the vintage heaven. It is all inside this green building with a glass ceiling. I let the pictures speak for themselves. By the way if you spot a small shy woman in a head scarf running around with a thermos, be sure to stop her for a sweet mint tea. She only sells this to the salesmen at the market but if you ask nicely you can have a cup for 1€.

Colourful beads.

Feathers, ribbons and buttons.
Buttons and other small things.

Vintage glasses in all different kinds of colour and shape.

Fashion drawings.

Max stopped to watch the old Rolex watches.

Wall paintings everywhere.

The silent and peaceful passages. From each booth there was this calm soft piano music or something from the twenties. A harmonic stroll compared to other market places.

Wall paintings.

Old fashion drawings.

Big old posters.
Vintage clothing.
Army clothes for the ones who wants to follow the latest fashion.
The only thing I bought vintage was this skull ring.
I also bought these shoes which I so much long to wear when it is warmer.
Both me and Max bought silver bracelets, don’t we look great together now?