So yesterday was Valentine’s Day or as most people like to call it Tuesday. Because yesterday was all about Love it reminded me of one of my favorite traditions in Europe where a couple will take a lock, write their name on it, lock it to a bridge, and throw the key in the river. The way I interpret this is it symbolizes that they will be together forever. Super Sweet! I found these little symbols all over Europe. I think I first fell in love with them in Paris on a bridge near the Louvre. It made me wish I was in Paris with that special someone so we too could take a lock, write our initials on it, and throw away the key locked together for all eternity (or until the city decided to come cut our lock off with a bolt cutter because the locks are becoming overwhelming). In Florence I found these locks everywhere not just on bridges. If there was a place near the river to place the lock there would be a group clustered together.
Here’s a link to Garance Dore
speaking about the Locks. Hope you enjoy!
Every city has a sex and an age which have nothing to do with demography. Rome is feminine. So is Odessa. London is a teenager, an urchin, and this hasn’t changed since the time of Dickens. Paris, I believe, is a man in his twenties in love with an older woman.
I thought I would start a my favorite things post. I loved Emily’s from Cupcakes and Cashmere so much that I am going to do my take on the subject. Hope you enjoy!
I love fun photo booth pictures. These were taken over my last trip to New York with one of my best friends. Love when bars and weddings have photo booths. Have to say some of my favorite memories with friends have been captured by a photo booth!
I love the Rocker edge these Christian Louboutin’s have! No I don’t own these myself but they are on my wish list.
This truck is on my ultimate wish list! Love the Range Rover Defender.
Capri, Italy! One of the most magical places I have ever been.
The Rodin statue garden in Paris.
I was missing Paris a ton this weekend so I thought I would post some of my pictures from my last trip in July.
A friend of mine suggested we both put on our berets and wish real hard and maybe we could make it back.