Yellow shoes I brought home from the souk in Marrakech. I couldn’t resist when I noticed all the beautiful details. Maybe it’s a winter thing, (withdrawal from the sun or something) yellow is suddenly my favorite color.
Paris was so great. It was freezing, but great. It truly is a city of artists, cafes, pastry shops and art galleries. There is a grey glow to the Paris sky that is quite beautiful. I spent most of my time in the bohemian neighborhood of Montmartre, which can be compared to the Village in NYC. The cobblestone streets, winding hills and adorable windows caught my breath each morning when I stepped outside for the first time.