Well, les marchés aux puces because I went to two. I headed into Paris on my own early yesterday morning to check out the flea market at Vanves. I downloaded Keys to the Fleas on my iphone and set out to find some deals. Why Vanves? 
The market was really interesting and its small size made for an enjoyable and not overwhelming experience. What was there? Doll heads, obviously. These seem to be a flea market staple. Why? Who’s buying them? There were dozens of stalls selling vintage keys, prints, postcards, clothing, buttons, jewelry, plates, mirrors and more. I ended up buying a black necklace and a brooch.
Since the market ended earlier than anticipated (it started raining), I had 7 hours to kill before meeting N for dinner. I decided to head to Clignancourt, the granddaddy of all French flea markets, on the other side of Paris. Clignancourt has several submarkets (each having 80 or so stalls) so one could easily spend a whole day wandering from market to market. However, one should probably have a job, unlike yours truly (for the moment anyway) because this market was significantly pricier than Vanves. I spotted some beautiful jewlery (yay) but it turned out to be Chanel (which should be a yay, but is an jobless boo). I would have also happily walked away with a vintage LV trunk, but that might not be the wisest investment vehicle at this point in time...
I walked away empty handed but I do plan on returning to Vanves. Apparently I need a cake stand and mismatched cups and saucers. Really.
I refuelled with a frappuccino (Parisian Starbucks is making a killing off of me) and strolled around the St Germain and then up les Champs Elysées to meet N. My feet felt like they were going to fall off - I'm actually glad I didn't buy much (N probably is too!). But my day wasn’t over, by 6pm we had another 7 hours to go. Yesterday was Nuit Blanche in Paris. More to come ...
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