Dreaming of Paris

...from Paris!

No, I'm not really in Paris but a girl can dream n'est pas?

And a lifelong dream it has been.

I dream of seeing the eiffel tower and not being at Paris, Paris in Vegas. 

Sigh.

I dream of sitting at a dreamy little cafe people watching.

A creperie might be even better.

And I would certainly be wearing a beret. And a striped long sleeve shirt with a black pencil skirt and pointy-toed flats. Cat eye sunglasses. Red lips.

Not that I've planned it out or anything...

There might be a little shopping and there would definitely be a stop at Laduree.

I have pinned more macaron's from this infamous bakery than any normal person should.

I just want one. 

One.

are you reading this my brother who may or may not be in France at this very moment? one.

And then there would be endless roaming of the streets.

Getting lost in the beauty that can be found in most european cities but that seem to be even prettier in the City of Light.

An apartment in this building would certainly provide some incredible views from all sides.
Anyone know a good agent?

I will get there. 

Soon.

Celia assures me there are flights every day.

I'm not sure what we're waiting for?

Friday Fancies :: From Paris, With Love

Where better to spend Valentine's than Paris?

And what better to wear than red and pink all over?

I have dreamed of visiting Paris for as long as I can remember.

I've been to Europe too many times to count but somehow (odd I know) just never got there.

I will. Soon.

And when I do...I will bring along that red beret.

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