Facebook reminded me that this was my cover photo four years ago today. Some facts about this shot: 1. It was part of a professional photoshoot we did while on our amazing girls’ trip to Paris. 2. That trip was four years ago in February. 3. It was freezing cold. 4. I’m not exaggerating. 5. [...]
You're welcome, mon petit chou.
...champagne on the balcony with the Le Tour Eiffel peeking at you from behind those trees. I want to go back. Maintenant. (Now.) Bon Tuesday. (p.s..: I have a whole board on Pinterest called "Meanwhile, in Paris". Feel free to follow. Click up top on the social media links and you're there.)
...she has given me life. Liiiiife. Ride your vélo in those awesome heels, my lovely Parisienne. Rock your style. I love this. Happy Wednesday.
...bow before your benevolent mistress. It was inevitable that I, a faithful lover of crêpes since my aunt introduced me to them when I was about six years old, would enjoy one of my favorite desserts in the country of its birth. I ate it in seconds, pausing only for one of my girls to snap [...]
I think this Parisienne embodies my future life in the City of Lights. In every way you can think of. Bursting with a thousand words, and I agree with every letter. Happy Friday, and bon weekend, mes amis.
...we did a photo shoot in the City of Lights during our trip. One of my girls is developing a travel site and wanted some shots of the three of us gallivanting around the city. Here are three of my favorite shots (honestly, all of the photos are my favorite); I'll share more as we merrily [...]
“So quietly flows the Seine that one hardly notices its presence. It is always there, quiet and unobtrusive, like a great artery running through the human body. In the wonderful peace that fell over me it seemed as if I had climbed to the top of a high mountain; for a little while I would [...]
...I don't know what it is about Parisian doors. Maybe it's the promise of all the macarons that await me inside? Could it be the handsome homme who awaits me inside, armed with the yummy crepes that he made me for brunch? Or maybe it's the lovely architecture of the les portes themselves, so artistic and majestic and ready to [...]
What drama, you ask? Nothing. But while touring the majestic palace one morning during our trip, I gazed at the staircase shown below... ...and imagined an opulently dressed daughter of a marquis fleeing down the stairs in order to avoid meeting the ancient, pockmarked duke her parents had betrothed her to. I saw the fear and panic [...]