As I am looking for a new lounge chair to curl up in and have my morning coffee and read the paper (read: Vogue). I decided to go and have a look at the most famous flea market in Paris, Les Puces de Saint-Ouen. My mom always used to drag us (me, my sister and dad) to brocantes around France. She still does, but now I go with her voluntarily. Brocantes/Antique markets are the best places to find the most beautiful pieces of furniture, cutlery and basically everything you can imagine. So while I was in Paris I wanted to check out Les Puces.