I didn't see him at Yale this past week, but that was just fine, for I happily indulged my inner Francophone by chatting en francais avec a fellow Canadian at the delightful Atticus bookstore (wonderfully edited-and-presented books; terrific cards for sale--they were mini works of art--decadent espresso and pastry bar too).
I also delighted in the French textiles at Metaphore, which offers a small but beautifully presented (there's that word again; am clearly in thrall to presentation) selection of European table linens, bed linens, and tableware.
There I could have spent many a Franc--O, I could have done so, but I took home simply a rustic table runner from Libeco, made from Belgian linen.
Je suis contente.
This post is not sponsored; I simply like the Belgian linen logo.