It's time to go back, to reminisce, to renew, to introduce myself and the best guy who ever happened to me to the best city that ever happened to me. The place where I grew in the city of lights: at the marche aux puce, taking the metro to my piano teacher's cluttered ex-pat apartment, to the bois de bologne where we rented rowboats and laughed at the red-assed and obscene baboons.
So I am pinning my heart out ... because my heart belongs to Paris.
Click over and show my "Chic after Dark" board for Refinery 29 and Estee Lauder's Pinterest contest.
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