The approach to Les Prés d’Eugénie
When Empress Eugenie, the wife of Napoleon III, tired of the debauchery and skulduggery of the French court, she traveled to a little-known corner in the southwest of France, in the Nouvelle-Aquitaine region, of Eleanor fame. Near the Spanish border and the Atlantic Ocean, this exotic, semitropical village proved the perfect bolt-hole, boasting such country comforts as natural thermal waters, a warmer clime, and most of all, the quiet respite she so longed for.
Instructors Emily Thompson, Christian Tortu, and Shane Connolly tote their finds through the lobby.
Instructor Ariella Chezar cuts greens for her class.
Hence, named for its royal benefactor, Eugénie les Bains and its famed resort, Les Prés d’Eugénie, was the destination of choice for Eileen Johnson of FlowerSchool New York when she plotted her study-abroad program with four of the world’s top floral designers: Christian Tortu, Shane Connolly, Ariella Chezar, and Emily Thompson. The roster was rounded out by 12 lucky laypeople from all over the globe— yours truly included.
Christine and Michel Guérard restored and transformed this 18th-century convent into a guesthouse.
Leave it to two French talents to conjure this chic and dreamy Shangri-La—Christine and Michel Guérard—he, known for his innovative Nouvelle Cuisine, and she, the daughter of a visionary entrepreneur, with impeccable taste and unerring instincts for hospitality. The two lovingly upgraded the resort that had belonged to Christine’s father, Adrien Barthélémy. With the mix of her personal point of view, which included a deep appreciation of the history and rural beauty of the area, and Michel’s brilliant culinary talents, the venture ultimately garnered three Michelin stars and was anointed one of the early Relais & Châteaux properties.
The class gathering their materials
The floral designers, hailing from France, England, and the United States and each possessing their own particular style and design philosophy, did however agree that the thread of the course would be green: searching for plant material on the property and a visit to the town market for fresh herbs, fruit, and vegetables, making for a class that was as sustainable and organic as possible. They had us at “Allons chercher!” (“Let’s go foraging!”) The instructors encouraged us all to find beauty in imperfection, such as dead lichen-covered branches, as well as in the everyday-ness of apricots and other bounty of the region. And during the four master classes, we incorporated just about all of our found treasures, all the while being stretched and inspired by our guides.
A-foraging we did go.
A beautiful, very French tableau
Between roaming the countryside, arranging flowers, chopping vegetables in our cooking class, chatting in our robes in the spa Ferme Thermale as we waited for our next treatment, and debriefing over our delectable repasts, fast friendships were also forged, and we realized the greatest gift of all was our time together in the midst of such a paradise.
Ariella Chezar’s sumptuous creation for the final dinner
So, what could be the crescendo of this sublime experience? Well, the magicians had one last trick up their collective sleeve—a group effort comprised of creating all the arrangements for our final dinner, or, as we cheekily called it, The Last Supper. Toasts were given and a few tears were shed, but our fearless leader Eileen launched into a group-sing of “Amen, amen, a-a-men, amen, amen,” which actually seemed just right after experiencing a week of heaven.
More Flowers from the Classes
Our photographer captured each student’s arrangement, including this one from the Christian Tortu class.
More of the FlowerSchool in France Adventure
One of the chefs at the Mère Poule & Cie Culinary Café
Bowls of the strawberry soup we made in class
Du café?
Some of the more adventurous students produced soufflés.
The dining room set for our final evening with all the floral creations of the group
Dining room mantel with one of the floral creations of the group
One of the guest rooms is outfitted with iconic French details, such as Louis XVI–style bergère chairs and Provençal checked fabrics.
Three apples, a pot of herbs, and a footed marble tub for kaolin baths—such French touches—grace this treatment room at the spa Ferme Thermale.
Les Prés d’Eugénie also includes a winery with a classical French château and Mediterranean additions.
An exuberant perennial garden surrounds the spa.
Clipped and shaped boxwoods are gathered in groups around the property.
"The instructors encouraged us all to find beauty in imperfection, such as dead lichen-covered branches, as well as in the everyday-ness of apricots and other bounty of the region."–MARGOT SHAW
A 19th-century statue seems to say to the flowers, “That’s perfect; just like that.”
Instructor Emily Thompson forages on the resort property.
The class gathering their materials
The group on the night of the “The Last Supper” (missing Tortu, who had to leave early to flower Fashion Week in Paris)
A bust of Empress Eugénie in the Ferme Thermale spa
By Margot Shaw | Photography by Gemma Hart Ingalls
