My obsession with bicycles never really subsides, although when I’m in Paris I see so many fewer bikes that I end up appreciating a perfectly posed one even more. While there are, of course, bicycles all over Paris, the owners don’t seem to go for the really adorable ones that I swoon for. You know, the ones with colors, that are personalized with stickers or a name, or perhaps with a wicker basket that is to die for… Anyway, I happened upon this one in the Marais one Spring day a couple of years ago. Something about this scene is just so perfectly representative of the 3rd arrondissement.