A decadent Junior Suite at the Saint James Hotel, Paris
Paris is by no means a new luxury destination – the international city of love is home to the world’s best restaurants, haute couture and the avant-garde art scene – and yet its charm never gets old. Digital Editor Millie Walton ventures into one of the city’s lesser known neighbourhoods, alongside the Bois de Boulogne, to re-discover Le Corbusier, Monet and the lasting allure of authentic French decadence 
It hasn?t felt much like Spring the last few weeks in London and when we arrive in Paris, it seems Spring hasn?t arrived there yet either. It?s lightly, prettily snowing, in a way that?s so picturesque, it feels as if we?ve stepped inside a snow globe, but still it?s cold, bitterly so and we?re pleased to cocoon ourselves in the warmth of Saint James? hotel for lunch at the one Michelin star, The Restaurant. However, in Paris, Michelin stars are scattered so densely across the city that it?s not really the accolade that stands out, but rather – and rightly so – the service, the atmosphere, that irresistible aura of je ne sais quoi. The Restaurant, headed by Chef Jean-Luc Rocha
It helps, on a day like this, that The Restaurant, like the rest of the hotel, is snugly grand as opposed to cool minimalist with dark walls, warm bulbs, velvets, silks and portraits of buxom ladies hanging on the wall. It feels oh so Parisian and decadent, and even without dining it would be an experience...