I love Paris...almost any time




Weather like this makes me miss Paris. Wet weather, coats, black clothes, berets and boots, remind me of dashing into a slightly musty, warm coffee cafe. Getting out the grey, drizzly day, seeking shelter in the quasi warmth of all things francais. Book in hand, bag filled with all the things you need for the day, so you don't have to trek all the way back home just for the night out. This weather reminds me of great coffee, croissants that melt in your mouth and a pain au chocolat that makes you definitely want to order another.But you surely will banish the thought of another, looking at all the deathly thin french women around you still gives you a "I wanna be even VAGUELY skinny freak out". Paris is the city of lights, not love! I have to make that clear, but Paris has a special place in my heart.Though it broke my heart in many ways, it opened my heart in so many more.



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  1. cities are like love affairs - you captured that here

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