It reminds me of strolls in St-Germain accented with the smell of boulangeries filling the air and comfy autumn clothes, the staple scarf, softness of my favorite cashmere sweater, vintage jeans, ballet flats and the as needed jacket. Of course all those feelings and memories were magnified as I was browsing one of my favorite blogs today...The Sartorialist.
I'm still here, but my mind has been transported thousands of miles away to my favorite place.
He said: I would love to see Paris through your eyes.
She said: Paris is the only place that I felt at peace, a place that I can have for myself and you're the only person I've wanted to experience it with again.