LMP

This. Was. Life. Changing. I cannot even...

Jewels on pages within Shakespeare & Co. bookstore

Decided to Metro over to Sacre-Couer while I waited for Amy's bus to get in. I leisurely walked back the way I thought was the Seine, then found another Metro and rode a few stops back to the Louvre

So interesting to see depictions of an affusion baptism of Christ.

I cried a little when I saw this painting in one of the sections of the aisle. It says "sing Ma" which literally means holy Mary. It refers to the Virgin Mary.

hahahahha, maybe someday we will come with our husbands and have a real Eiffel kiss. But I don't plan on getting married for a while, and I don't think I will be coming back to Paris extremely soon. I have other places on my list that I have never ever been to.

You always make these hearts in Asia

This crepe literally made Amy cry.
She CRIED!
You haven't lived until you have eaten a strawberry-nutella crepe in Paris

The D'Orsay!!!!!!!!!! We waited in ZERO lines. It's one of the best museums ever, in my opinion. While Amy sat to rest after hours of oohing and speculating over canvases, I wandered over to French Art Deco interior design. While standing there wondering about the details and life of 20th century Paris, a late 40s/50s something man started speaking to me in French. Harnassing all my high school French abilities, and thinking he would just state a brief observation about the ornate fireplace, I pretended to understand. Until it was too late and he spoke a good ten sentences before I hesitated awkwardly between one of his musings. Long story short, he said I looked completely Parisian, I almost died because that is like the best compliment in the world, then he ran up to me a minute later and gave me his phone number and suggested we get coffee the next day. There's a first for everything: get hit on by old French dudes.