I dream of Paris

As the weekend lights begin to twinkle I can't help but wish I was in Paris today.

I have had a desire to go back to France for quite some time and it keeps getting stronger and stronger! With my week discussions having centered around French Adventures, travel, wine, culture, love and other intrigues.. I long to have the sun fall on my face as the cold nips at my nose..in Paris with the Eiffel Tower looming in the distance.

I've tried to transport myself there many times today. Walking outside, looking up, feeling the sun stretch down and tap me on the shoulder. I long to see what the sun looks like and feels like through a Parisan light. My sunglasses shield me from the brightness of her rays and yet I long to have them engulf me, tickle my cheeks and hug me with warmth. I long for art, wine before noon, fashion, hearing French as I stroll through the streets having the old architecture greet me at every step. I close my eyes and dream of Paris hoping that when I open them I will be there, bathed in Dior goodness.

I open my eyes and sadly it doesn't work. I'll try again later.

Today I dream of Paris, I could stay here all weekend long.