Do you have a place? A place where the pace is slow, the breeze is easy and
the air smells like baguettes and wine. A place to escape the world’s ever-twisting
tornado and hit pause on all things pressing. A place to catch your breath,
laugh a bit and take everything in that you truly enjoy?
Paris is my place. I’ve romanticized it ever since I can remember and always plan to do so.
I’ve met some of my favorite people in that city and made some of my favorite memories
along those cobblestone streets. It holds a warm place in my heart, and so begins
the start of every daydream… in Paris.