(ladurée kuwait: rose water, pistachio and vanilla. i shamelessly chose by prettiest color.)
While traipsing down the Champs-Élysées in Paris last summer, we stumbled across the world-famous Ladurée. The line was tragically long...out the door and down the street. Having never tried a macaron, yet completely romanced by their existence, I was game to wait it out. But, Gabe was secretly minutes away from proposing on our hotel terrace (nervously aware that hundreds of roses + candles were waiting for us) and he dragged my sorry tush out of line with promises of stopping another day.
The next morning the hotel staff brought us a note of congrats + a glass cake stand full of macarons. Ladurée or not, they were delicious and adorable enough to kickstart a growing addiction.
When I returned to regular life in Wisconsin, high on Paris nostalgia + love, I discovered that there wasn't a macaron to be found in my town...not even within a one hour radius. (First world problems! I know.) So, it's only natural that the sight of a Ladurée here in Kuwait lit me up like a candle. Who'd have thought! Quick access to romantic treats in the Middle East...flown in from Paris...and displayed in a mint-painted storefront glittering with chandeliers?
This discovery only furthers my cliché addiction. Shall we take a walk down
(Congratulatory macarons from our Parisian hotel staff.**)
D&D gives hefty samples...but no chandeliers...**)
Given the hefty price tag of Ladurée Kuwait's $5 macaron (!!!), I'm going to need to supplement our income to feed this addiction. So, uh, if anyone is looking for a non-professional full time macaron photographer, I'm your girl. Have taste for macarons, dabble in Photoshop. Will travel.
But, full disclosure: Might eat your products before shooting. ;)
**Clearly I have a problem with putting my ring on things. I'm aware, and restrained myself in the first photo of this post...it was difficult. ;)