Mornings in Paris always begin like a beautiful film — soft light streaming through open windows, greeting you with a…
Merci. That’s “thank you” in French — pronounced mer-see. Isn’t it such a soft, soothing, wonderful sound to express gratitude?…
Parisian Sunday has always been unworthily quiet. The shops are close but a few like Printemps made an exception yesterday…
It was a state of euphoria, the first time I stepped foot in Paris. I knew I had fallen in…