A couple of months ago, I stumbled across the news that the Petit Palais museum in Paris was hosting a retrospective of the House of Worth, which was THE place to go for glorious gownery in the Gilded Age. It's the largest gathering of Worth's work ever, and since the pieces are so delicate, it's unlikely to ever happen again. Did I swoon a bit? Yes, I did. And when I came to, my marvellous husband said: 'Well, why don't you go?'

A river runs through it (the city, that is!) “I’ve got a thing on Saturday, but how about Sunday? If it’s nice we can take a walk along...

Most of us probably won't be able to head to 'Auld Reekie' anytime soon, but that doesn't mean we can't enjoy its glories from afar!