What are the people like who live in the old mansions overlooking the Seine? Do they still appreciate their view? Or do they take it for granted after so many picture-perfect sunsets? Do they know they’re living some sort of fairytale; up there in those classically Parisian Haussmann-style mansions, whose full-length windows with ornately carved boarders have balconies that would be envious everywhere, but are especially special on the Ile Saint-Louis, a little luxury island in the middle of the Seine, in the middle of Paris?

Does living in a building that beautiful ever get old?