I wasn’t planning to obsess today, but here we are.

Christmas displays - my guiltiest guilty pleasure. Every time I stand in front of one, I think of Christophe Honoré’s "Dans Paris" - Jonathan (Louis Garrel) wandering through glowing streets, staring at the dreamy Le Bon Marché vitrines. Maybe a little kitschy, maybe a little naive, but undeniably magical. The kind of thing that makes your inner child do backflips.

And then, there’s that scene. Jonathan kisses a stranger in front of a Christmas display.
"C’est chouette," she says.
"Chouette? No one says chouette anymore."
"What should I say?"
"I don’t know… cool, good, hot, kick-ass, the bomb. Or even groovy."

And honestly? That’s exactly how I feel when I stand in front of those twinkling, over-the-top displays on a freezing winter day. Like Paris just kissed me on the cheek. And yeah… it’s très chouette !

Cool, good, hot, kick-ass, the bomb. Or even groovy.

Bisou bisou, Jo

Photos: Joanna Gniady