Dreaming of France: Finding My Faux French Fix
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While New York Street probably got the most use as a filming location, it was Little Europe that fired my imagination. Walking along the cobblestone road, passing the charming shopfronts, it’s easy to imagine French cafes and patisseries come to life.
The last time I saw Paris—and the Universal backlot—was in the mid to late eighties. These days I can conjure the same feeling of being transported to another time and place on my daily walks around my own neighborhood.
Built in 1931 in this ‘Chateauesque’ style building—a French apellation to be sure—is designated Los Angeles Historic-Cultural Monument #423. Sans the car, this could be any old rue in Paris, yes?
While the last twenty years has seen a rise in the construction of neo-Mediterranean homes, hybrids that are part-Italian, part-Spanish, part-Greek, this pretense to something foreign and exotic is clearly not a new development in the world of architecture. I’m not sure if America’s fascination with the architecture of other places is more pronounced here in LA where it’s de rigueur for Tudor style homes to live alongside Tuscan villas or if it’s just because I live here and I’m out walking every day that I notice it. To be honest, while I’m disdainful of the new monstrosities, I’ll forgive any building that predates my own lifetime.
Dreaming of France? Sometimes, it’s right around the corner.
I’m making my daily 10,000 steps more interesting by snapping pictures with my iPhone of the beautiful buildings and just plain interesting things I see, and posting them to my Instagram. What gets you lacing up your walking/running shoes?
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