« In Nice, the must-do on a Monday is the antique market. It’s quite pricey, and the sellers can be a bit intense. For dreamers like me: you won’t find an unknown Van Gogh here, but they’ll try to sell you a mass-produced Bakst poster for the price of a Corot. But! The atmosphere! And there are a few stalls worth checking out. You’ll definitely spot a lady in quirky glasses and a fabulous hat with an amazing collection of vintage American and Italian costume jewelry. Also, don’t miss Jeanine Massot, who sells leftover upholstery fabric from renowned textile houses. You never know when you might want a jacquard pillow from Hermes? And porcelain! Rare but on point - a Limoges coffee set for 12 people was going for $215 today. Hussars! Hold your tongues! Yes, I did carry porcelain on the plane, yes, yes, yes! »
It welcomed me with a three-minute taxi ride for €27... Why wasn’t I born with the last name Abramovich? »