A friend of mine recently spent some time in Paris. I was following her all around that magical city via her facebook posts imagining that I was traveling with her. Mark and I spent a week in Paris last May, and it may have been the best week of my life. I spent a year reading travel book after restaurant guide after blog about Paris, but nothing could have prepared me for the majesty, beauty, and romance that we found in Paris.
I'm dreaming of walking under the Tour Eiffel and strolling hand in hand down the tiny little streets in Marais. I'm dreaming of gorgeous city views and paths less taken. I'm dreaming of Chanel and hot chocolate.
Paris is a dream come true. A dream wrapped up perfectly in a bow...

























