PARIS
Salut, mes amis!
I’ve just returned from one of the most iconic stops on my world tour, and honestly, I’m still trying to wrap my head around the magic that is Paris. If you’ve ever been to Paris, you know it’s a city that captures your heart and never lets go. But if you’ve been lucky enough to perform there, you’ll understand what I’m talking about when I say it’s a whole other level of love, energy, and pure joie de vivre.
Paris is many things—romantic, artistic, grand, chaotic, and magical. It’s a city that breathes music, and somehow, everything about it felt like it was written into the soundtrack of my life. From the moment I set foot in the City of Light, I knew it was going to be an unforgettable experience.
I have to admit, I arrived in Paris a little starry-eyed. The first time I visited as a tourist, I fell in love with the history, the streets, the art. But performing there? It was a whole different ballgame. There’s this hum in the air that you can’t ignore. It’s the sound of artists creating, of musicians rehearsing, of writers scribbling in cafés. Paris is alive with creativity, and as soon as I got there, I felt it infuse me with a new kind of energy.
I had a few days to explore before the concert, and of course, I had to see all the iconic spots: the Eiffel Tower (yes, I went up, and yes, the view was breathtaking), the Louvre (where I got lost for hours and felt like a true art lover), and Montmartre, where the whole area feels like one big artistic dream. But what really struck me about Paris was the unexpected moments—the tiny hidden cafés tucked down side streets, the musicians playing on bridges, the quiet moments in the gardens of the Palais Royal.
Paris is a city of contrasts—so loud yet so intimate, so glamorous yet so raw. It’s a place where you can feel like a part of the history, and I took full advantage of it.
Now, let’s talk about the show. I’ve performed in many cities, but there’s something about Paris that’s just… different. It’s a city that knows how to appreciate art in every form—especially music. The crowd that night? It was electric. I’m talking the kind of energy you feel in your bones.
From the moment I hit the stage at the iconic Accor Arena, it felt like the entire venue was holding its breath, waiting for me to take them somewhere special. And trust me, they didn’t need to wait long. As soon as the music kicked in, the crowd erupted. There’s a certain level of sophistication and passion that you don’t find just anywhere, and in Paris, the audience knew how to celebrate the music. They didn’t just watch—they felt every note, every word.
I could tell that they were with me. Their voices soared through the air, and the energy in the room was this beautiful mix of elegance and fire. I’ve never experienced such an intimate yet explosive atmosphere at a show. It was like we were all united by a shared love for the music—and for Paris itself. The city was part of the performance; it felt like the crowd’s energy had somehow been infused with the spirit of the city.
After the show, I spent some time soaking in the Parisian night. If there’s one thing I’ve learned, it’s that Paris after dark has an entirely different feel. The streets are quieter, more mysterious. The glow of street lamps against cobblestone roads, the sound of footsteps echoing down narrow alleys, the laughter spilling out of bistros—it all felt like something straight out of a film. And then, of course, there was the music.
I ended up at a small jazz club near the Latin Quarter, where a saxophonist was playing smooth tunes while the room hummed with conversation and clinking glasses. I don’t know if it was the champagne or the atmosphere, but I had this moment where I realized how lucky I was to be in a city where music lives—not just on stage, but in every corner, every café, every bar.
Paris has a way of making you feel like you're a part of something timeless, and I was grateful to have been embraced by its musical soul.
One of the most beautiful things about Paris is the people. There’s a certain level of confidence and individuality in Parisian culture. People here aren’t afraid to be themselves, and I found that incredibly inspiring. In Paris, you can walk down the street and see someone dressed in an outfit that’s both completely unique and effortlessly stylish. The Parisians’ sense of self-expression comes through not just in their fashion, but in the way they interact with the world.
Whether it was the fans who waited after the show to share a moment, or the locals who gave me directions with a warm smile (even if I didn’t quite understand the French!), I was welcomed with a genuine kind of love. There’s a subtle, yet deeply felt, connection that Parisians have with the world around them. I guess that’s why they’ve built a culture that celebrates everything—art, music, food, love—with such intensity.
Leaving Paris was one of the hardest parts of my whole tour. There’s something about this city that stays with you long after you’ve left. It’s the way it makes you feel like you’re part of something larger than yourself—something historical, cultural, and utterly beautiful. I’ll forever carry Paris with me in my heart, and I know I’ll be back again soon.
Thank you to everyone who made this experience unforgettable. To the Parisians who welcomed me with open arms, to the fans who gave me all their love, and to the city itself, which inspired me in ways I didn’t even know were possible. I will forever be grateful for Paris and the memories we made together.
À bientôt,
Lily x
P.S. If you ever find yourself in Paris, don’t rush through it. Slow down. Let the city speak to you, and it will—through the music, the art, the people, and the energy that fills every single street. It’s a city that demands to be lived in, not just visited. Trust me.