Postcard from Paris

Avenue de la Grande Armée, big movie-location-worthy dark wood panelled apartment with dusty red velvet sofa and a view over the Arc de Triomphe from the cast iron balcony. There were at least 8 of us in that grand old and somewhat spooky flat. All Finnish and Swedish. The year might have been 1988, end of the eighties in any case. We were models and this was our bohemian run down once maybe luxury apartment in Paris.

Steady and more temporary boyfriends visiting for the weekend or just for brief encounters. Landline ringing with some Jean Pierre or Jean Jacques wondering who would be free for arm candy mission at some luxury club, especially one called Atmosphere. The offer would involve a limousine ride, free champagne and a view over the dance floor featuring Mick Jagger or some flashy tennis playboy of that time. If I remember right, this particular one was Vitas Gerulaitis. Sometimes evening would involve less nice incidents. Most of us were lucky to just see the glam side.

The year 2026 and it is the week of Fashion and the city is filled with Fashion Crowds of all importance levels. A sparkling Eiffel Tower in the background and the location is the bar at the luxury Hotel Plaza Athene. We are on DJ Harvey‘s list thanks to a friend so when the red rope falls we are in. The club scenario kind of the same as long time ago. Lots of younger girls in minuscule dresses, long legs and fleshy lips, young men in suits and white shirts, a handful more grown up women, some more mature men of means and some couples. Expensive drinks for sale and free Champange for friends of Harvey’s.

Outside rows of über luxury cars. Parked Rolls Royces and Ferraris with drivers sleeping behind the wheels or polishing the cars with white cloths.

Inside the hotel Hailey Beiber and probably som K-Pop stars since fans gathering outside and held back by the red rope.

Greetings from Paris!

Ps Do watch the video. It is just the actual vibe.