Live like a
left bank
character

Step into the frame.

Paris is not just a destination — it’s a character. And this time, you’re in the frame.

Inspired by iconic films like Cléo de 5 à 7, À bout de souffle, or La Maman et la Putain, this 3-day itinerary lets you walk through a cinematic Paris, guided by real locations, curated addresses, and insider tips — all with Hôtel Dame des Arts as your creative haven.

At check-in, you’ll receive a 35mm analog-style camera to document your journey. Use the preconfigured filter of La Dame des Arts with a signature grain and colorimetry. We call this: Frames of Paris.

Each photo you take becomes part of a collective memory. Drop your camera in the “Dispose Me” basket in your room before you leave — we’ll take care of collecting your photos and turning it into a short film montage.

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Your home base? 

A rooftop view, thoughtful details at every turn, and a room that feels like a film set.

A 3-day Nouvelle Vague-inspired journey through Paris, as spring awakens the City

Day 1

Cleo's wall

– Inspired by Cléo de 5 à 7 (1962, Agnès Varda)

📍 Start with a quiet breakfast at Café de la Mairie, facing Saint-Sulpice. Let the rhythm of the morning guide you through Jardin du Luxembourg, up to the shaded benches behind the Fontaine Médicis.

Step into Librairie Tschann, where the shelves whisper poetry. Flip through Sagan, Duras or Perec. They know this Paris by heart.

Inside tip from Pauline, Front Desk:

“When I want to feel alone but not lonely, I sit on the bench just beside the Medicis Fountain, under the magnolia that leans slightly over the gravel path. You’ll know it when you see it. Bring a book. Watch the city unfold.”

Evening at Le Champo, one of the last true Left Bank cinemas. Nouvelle Vague lives here. Take your seat. Fade in.

In the footsteps of iconic scenes

Melancholy mornings. Quiet thoughts. Poetry on the move.

Start slowly at Café de la Mairie (Place Saint-Sulpice). A black coffee, a notebook, a few lines scribbled while the bells ring quietly in the background.
Head south to rue Daguerre (Denfert-Rochereau) — Cléo’s path. Walk past local shops and street stalls. Step into a boutique you didn’t plan on entering.
Pause at the Observatoire de Paris, where time seems to drift. Let the air shift around you.
Lose yourself in Parc Montsouris. Sit. Observe. Breathe with the rhythm of the trees.
Stroll back via Boulevard Raspail, following your own pacing. The Left Bank has always been about slow returns.
Stop at Librairie Tschann, where books speak in low tones. Pick one up — maybe by Sagan, Duras, or Beauvoir. Let it follow you back to the hotel.
Evening at Le Champo or in your room, lights dimmed. Watch Cléo de 5 à 7. Watch Paris watch you.
Evening at La Dame des Arts: take a seat in our private cinema room for an exclusive screening of Cléo de 5 à 7, accompanied by two signature cocktails and a quiet menu inspired by the film’s atmosphere. Reserve your spot at the front desk — seats are limited.

Suggestions of
moments to capture

Sleep like Cleo.
Dream like Varda.

Day 2

A Seberg & Belmondo Kind of Day

– Inspired by À bout de souffle (1960, Jean-Luc Godard)

📍 Morning light on the Palais Royal arcades is all you need for a black & white frame. Pose or just walk slowly. Buy a newspaper you won’t read.

Stop for a coffee at Café Verlet, then cross the Seine.

Lunch at Brasserie Lipp, like the ones who came before: Camus, Beauvoir, Gainsbourg.

Lose yourself among the records at Le Silence de la Rue, or find something unexpected at Galerie Maeght.

Inside tip from Fred, Barman:

“The best late afternoon jazz in the area? La Rhumerie, boulevard Saint-Germain. Sit by the window. It smells like lime, old wood and summer rain.”

Back to the rooftop. The city

glows — and so do you.

In the footsteps of iconic scenes

Gaze direct to camera. Whispered lines. Paris flirts back.

Begin at the newsstand on the Champs-Élysées (Franklin D. Roosevelt). Buy a newspaper, read it or not.
Walk south through the city, tracing Michel’s steps. Destination: rue Campagne-Première, his hideout.  The streets feel cinematic when you slow your pace.
Strike a pose at Palais Royal, arcades casting perfect shadows. Be Seberg for a moment — still, curious, framed by columns.
Stop for coffee at Café Verlet, where the waiters don’t rush and the espresso tastes like a scene still developing.
Lunch at Brasserie Lipp, where Camus, Sartre, and Belmondo all likely sat — not together, but in the same shared Paris.
Drift through Galerie Maeght or leaf through Gibert Joseph for something unexpected: a Godard script, a vinyl, a notebook with character.
Wander back along rue Saint-Benoît to La Dame des Arts — where rooftop cocktails await, the city playing its golden hour score.

Let your rooftop

become your cinema

Day 3

Quiet Encounters & Fragments of Paris

– La Maman et la Putain (1973,Jean Eustache)

📍 Wake up with Camus on your tray. “Live to the point of tears.” Croissant meets philosophy.

Wander aimlessly: Rue Monsieur-le-Prince, Place de l’Odéon, Bouquinistes along the quai. Stop often. Look twice.

Pause at Galerie l’Inlassable — the kind of gallery that only exists here, half-hidden and fully alive.

Return to La Dame des Arts. Evening wraps softly around the building. Someone plays Coltrane. Someone sketches on the rooftop. Someone falls for a corner of Paris they thought they already knew.
 And you — you’re exactly where you’re meant to be.

Inside tip from Émile, night receptionist:

“At dusk, I walk down rue de Seine with no plan. Just the sound of the pavement and the lights in the galleries. That’s where Paris feels like a poem.”

In the footsteps of iconic scenes

Late sentences. Soft silences. The art of lingering.

Start your day at Café de Flore, just like Alexandre — open a book, or simply observe. Order slowly. Stay longer than you need.
Wander through rue de l’Odéon, where words echo off the façades. Let the streets lead you toward Quai des Grands Augustins, and stop at Bouquiniste No. 25 for a weathered volume of poetry.
Pause at the hidden Jardin du Musée Delacroix — a refuge tucked behind the artist’s former studio. Sit beneath the fig tree.
Drop into Galerie L’Inlassable on rue Dauphine, where contemporary art whispers back to the past.
Dinner or a drink at Café Les Éditeurs, where conversations linger like cigarette smoke.
Return to La Dame des Arts. Your room waits with a notebook and a view. Write something you’ll forget. Or remember.