Paris in February
I feel like “Paris in February” would be a great title for a novel. Well, Paris in any month would be a great title for a novel. If you have been following my blog, you know that I visited Paris last June and had an absolutely amazing time. Since then, I’ve been finding an excuse to come back. So, when my birthday came around, and my friend Cat mentioned she was coming to Paris for Preview, the biggest textile show, I saw my chance.
People assume you are supposed to go with someone you love — boyfriend, spouse, lover (my best friend hates this word for some reason), but I feel like Paris also a romance novel that can just as be easily shared with your girlfriends snuggled up under the covers.
Yes I shopped! I shopped in every corner of the city. And Sandro and Maje (think better quality Zara) must be on every corner. I ate macaroons at Laduree, walked through Jardin Tulleries toward the Louvre, and looked for the locks we left 8 months ago on Pont des Arts.
Also tried two amazing new restaurants, Verjus and Spring. Both of which I highly recommend. No trip is complete without a croque monsieur at Cafe de Flore, even if you are normally too hung over to finish it. Danced our nights away at Chez Castel and Montana. After 3 days and 3 nights, we came right back to New York, completely refreshed.
Every girl needs a little Paris now and then to replenish her outlook on love.