A few weekends ago, I went to visit a house that Mr. Louis so often talks about: the house at Ile Tudy.
Ile Tudy is on the westernmost coast of France, a mini-peninsula on the coast of Bretagne reaching out into the Atlantic ocean , just south of the westernmost points of France. Brittany is a region that has gone through a major battle to keep its culture and the liveliness of its regional language, breton. They’ve maintained there heritage and of course show it off in the various towns. The celtic inspiration gives something as simple as the street signs a little something extra. You can find out about the history of Brittany right here. Near Ile Tudy are some other precious port towns to stop by such as Sainte Marine and Benodet. In Saint Marine I had the best galette I have ever tasted at Crêperie La Misaine (Leek, sour cream & scallop gallette. Does that not sound like heaven?). Only in Brittany.
Et alors, la maison. This house is the core of family memories that I finally had the chance of visiting (ENFIN BREF SOOOOO HAPPY). But mainly, this house was just too gosh darn cute to not take pictures of.
Being cooped up in dense spaces in Paris always allows me to really enjoy the space of a home when outside of this crazily beautiful metropolis. And when there is sunshine and the seaside involved…what could be better?
What do you like most about spaces? I feel that a home and even a house is a special place, and a place that is [can be] filled with so many memories…. it’s delightful to be in from time to time.
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-Hey New Yorkers… this is some new graphic eye candy!
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