Address Book: The Health+Safety Section
Must-knows in Paris ...and beyond
Right.
Well, in a spectacularly anticlimactic turn of events, we have a new Prime Minister. This after months of debate and weeks of potential favourites visiting L’Elysee to pitch themselves, then catapulting through the rumour mill before being punched down by the French press way faster than it can make you coffee. A remarkably similar phenomenon is taking place with regards to Chanel speculation, though hopefully the resulting couronnement will turn out slightly funkier.
Purportedly —and I absolutely cannot back this up with an ounce of evidence but Substack seems to be the place for sexy-if-unsubstantiated heresay — one gorgeous Fanco-Iranian actress has also been visiting Le President a lot lately… but not for a job interview.
Anyway, while the republic smoulders in decadence, it looks like it’s time for the rest of us to make ourselves useful again. So, as I switch my brain back on and let it begin loading (might take a day or two), I though I’d address some specific tip requests I’ve been getting a lot in my DMs lately. I am Your Woman in Paris after all.
When I first moved here I was constantly harassing my (recently-made, very patient) girlfriends for addresses. Bless them for their goodwill. It wasn’t necessarily where to get a good latte (the answer was basically nowhere, a decade ago,) but questions like where do I get a decent haircut without spending a fortune? Who will crack my back without making it worse (/do they even do that in Paris?) Or, how do I see a doctor, quickly, without a French health card?
I’ve had some time since then to compile a list and La Rentrée , the moment we are all ostensibly getting our stuff together, seems like the right time to share it…