Where I have connected to wonder-filled friends, and have been invited to take you who have joined me on a French la Vie to visit, and experience what I have come to know and love.
Let’s go antiquing. You know, I know, We know so let’s go!
Not just for the stuff one can find—though yes, there is plenty—but because it’s one of the most beautiful ways I’ve come to know France.
After more than 35 years of living here, it’s the brocantes, the flea markets, the hidden corners filled with forgotten things that have shown me the real France.
And the reason I started a blog.
Antiquing has taken me off the main roads and into the heart of little villages, through dusty attics, ivy-covered courtyards, and Sunday mornings that feel like stepping back in time.
It’s how I discovered so much of this country— by following the trail of objects and stories, and letting them lead me behind the scenes, behind the facade, into the soul of it all.
A completely, one of a kind, way to travel, to experience, to see France.
The brocante welcomes all types, crumpled or combed. It takes you the way you are, seduces, grabs you… and lets you find your delight amongst the collection of old things that still hum a familiar song.
Antiquing isn’t just shopping. It’s wandering, wondering, and falling in love with a place in the most unexpected, intimate ways.
Antiquing in France— is a beautifully immersive experience, it’s a journey into the heart of Provence, and so many of you have joined us over and over again. Thank you for letting me create an avenue to share my passion.
The French la Vie dates for 2027 are completely full. How did that happen so fast? Well, because many of you trust me, share the same pleasure of antiquing, adore France, and I guess like my cooking. Thank you for it all!
Imagine that. All of it.
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