"Il n’y a que deux endroits au monde où l’on puisse vivre heureux: chez soi et à Paris."

After a very long, very difficult roller coaster of a month--and a fantastic tour to Paris--we dancers now have a much-needed three week winter holiday. Some (lucky) friends of mine are going to warmer climates, others are going home to family; I, for one, am having a staycation, in the hopes of rediscovering the fun and goodness in Copenhagen. But for now, a photographic look back at a wonderful week in one of my favorite places on earth, a city I fall more in love with each time I visit...Paris.


The wonderfully Parisian view from my hotel balcony.


"Toutes les femmes": Our dressing room at Palais Garnier.


My favorite hallway ever.


The view on the way up to the class studio.


Seriously, I needed to give myself an extra twenty minutes to go up to class each morning, for picture-taking like this.


I'd let Chagall paint my ceiling.


Palais Garnier. Speechless.


Even the pigeons were fabulous.


Helping hands.


Reception after the premiere performance. I would go back to this moment in a second.

And for those who missed it, my very good friend and fellow dancer Charlie Andersen and I made a little project during our time in the City of Lights...