Like any young woman with a not-so-secret penchant for true crime, I’m automatically suspicious of any mysterious, secret society. I was baptised Irish Catholic but am very lapsed now, I’m put off by the Greek fraternity and sorority system that’s so popular in the US and I’ve read enough about how cults work to distrust … More Le Musée de la Franc-maçonnerie
It’s become a tired cliché, but since I was a teenager I’ve been intrigued by the figure of the vampire. The trope has been overdone in film and television to the point where it seems impossible to make an original vampire tale (though Jim Jarmusch’s 2013 film Only Lovers Left Alive is a brilliant exception). … More Le Musée Grévin
Anyone who’s been to Paris knows it’s a city for walking. The very few times I’ve actually been in a car there, things just haven’t felt quite right. The metro is fabulously efficient and has a (very) rustic charm of its own, and there’s much to be said for jumping on a bus to see … More Le Musée National Gustave Moreau
The first time I visited Paris, I was a wide-eyed fourteen-year-old accompanying my dad on a business trip. We arrived from the other side of the world and had just three days to explore before heading to our ultimate destination, a horticultural expo near Bordeaux (of which I have only a few disjointed memories of … More Le Musée de la Vie Romantique
Have you ever read Patrick Süskind’s Perfume: The Story of a Murderer? If so, then apart from being creeped out by the grotesque protagonist Jean-Baptiste Grenouille, and having contemplated what kind of twisted state of mind Süskind must have been in when he thought up that scene, you will most likely have developed a heightened … More Le Musée du Parfum
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