I am shy to admit that I've never been to Paris. And I'm even more hesitant to admit just how much I dream about it. It's just so cliche to dream about Paris.
But, hey, I do. So there it is.
But, hey, I do. So there it is.
I am the kind of hopeless romantic that can't be deterred... wherein my mind is in a near constant state of imagining and daydreaming. Maybe that's a little off, but-seriously- there's no way I'd want to change that part of me for anything.
Would you agree that there are worse things going on in the world than a girl dreaming up beautiful happenings?
Anyhow, someday for me... Paris. And in the meantime, a stroll in the park up the road.
{photography by Little Brown Pen}
