Something about a summer in Paris is really appealing to me right now. Maybe it’s the dreary, rainy weather we’re having in Houston. Maybe it’s the small and architecture-free apartment I’ve been in for close to two years. Maybe it’s the constant reminder of our declining economy from TV to radio and magazines that’s finally getting me down. Either way, I need a vacation, and a trip to Paris would be just lover-ly.
Apparently, the ingredients for a Parisian interior are as follows: 3 parts chevron patterned wooden floor, 1 part ornate fireplace with large mirror overhead, 2 parts French doors with balcony and iron railing, 1 part simple floor-to-ceiling drapes. Voila!
Until I can cross the pond and get over there, I’ll be dreaming of French architecture, French fashion, and (my favorite) French crepes! Au revoir!