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Shocking Pink and Tangerine
On the opening eve of Paris’ Carnival in Montmartre, I joined the revelers with an evening spent dancing at the Moulin Rouge. The dance hall’s windmill had beckoned to me all day from my hotel window. Now, in evening’s bright, garish lights, it glowed marvelously with the tantalizing promise of temptation. Once inside, I immediately ordered my favorite tangerine tart to sustain me. The flaky, buttery crust was a perfect complement to the tart’s juicy, tangerine center. As I ravenously devoured my culinary treat, the Can-Can girls dazzled me, their legs kicking ever so high and causing my pulse to quicken with every racy, sure-footed step. Within minutes, I too had joined the throngs of dancing ladies, with the lovely Olympia by my side, swirling her lacy, hot pink dress and urging me to move ever faster and faster. Amidst the delightful chaos, I was reminded of the sketches that Henri de Toulouse-Lautrec completed just a few years ago capturing the same alluring tangerine and Shocking pink hues. Clearly, he was as inspired as I was to immortalize these bright, bold colors.
On the opening eve of Paris’ Carnival in Montmartre, I joined the revelers with an evening spent dancing at the Moulin Rouge. The dance hall’s windmill had beckoned to me all day from my hotel window. Now, in evening’s bright, garish lights, it glowed marvelously with the tantalizing promise of temptation. Once inside, I immediately ordered my favorite tangerine tart to sustain me. The flaky, buttery crust was a perfect complement to the tart’s juicy, tangerine center. As I ravenously devoured my culinary treat, the Can-Can girls dazzled me, their legs kicking ever so high and causing my pulse to quicken with every racy, sure-footed step. Within minutes, I too had joined the throngs of dancing ladies, with the lovely Olympia by my side, swirling her lacy, hot pink dress and urging me to move ever faster and faster. Amidst the delightful chaos, I was reminded of the sketches that Henri de Toulouse-Lautrec completed just a few years ago capturing the same alluring tangerine and Shocking pink hues. Clearly, he was as inspired as I was to immortalize these bright, bold colors.
Cloud Blue and Tangerine
There really is nothing quite like Paris in the springtime. On one particularly fine day in 1896, I took advantage of the pleasant weather and blue sky by taking a stroll through the Jardin des Tuileries. The thoughtfully landscaped garden was filled to the brim with delightful groupings of vibrantly hued flowers. Were I with a female companion, this garden would be just the place to woo her, as there is nothing like Paris to charm a lady. However, in my contented solitude, my thoughts were taken over by memories of the previous evening, when I’d basked in the tangerine miasma of the Moulin Rouge. As the enlivened, cabaret music thrilled the audience, I had relished the coquettish allure of dancing girls. The tangerine atmosphere of the evening’s debauchery, now followed by the day’s divine blue sky constituted a faultless combination for my travels.