I am not sure when my love affair with France began, although it was probably during those first trips to Paris as a young design assistant to Oscar de la Renta. There I was first exposed to the best embroidery houses, as well as the flower, button, ribbon, and lace makers in the epicenter of high fashion. My passion for things French rapidly extended beyond fashion to other aspects of the culture. I know that my early exposure to the quality, originality, and impeccable standards of those fashion artisans paved the way for my appreciation for all that France had to offer in world of decorative arts, architecture, gardens, and l’art de vivre.

 To better understand this culture in which a class of fine craftsmen and artisans continually created objects of visual perfection, I devoured the history of the key figures of the 18th century.  I was intrigued by the nobility, courtesans, courtiers, and -- especially --  the convoluted intrigues and machinations of all of the mistresses of the kings of France. Their demand for quality and beauty is unparalleled in history.  No one can doubt, whether one admires them or not, that they created an environment conducive to extraordinary creativity. Whether a piece of furniture or an exquisite house, a garden or a single rose (or a glass of fine wine), I am always enthralled by the French penchant for exceptional quality.

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My love of this country and its culture is based on two things: the
French skill in design and the pursuit of quality- be that a magnificent chateau such as Balleroy or the magnificent rose garden L’Hay-les
Roses.