?? Paris, you took me with storm one warm fall evening in Saint-Germain-des-Prés at the Café de Flore terrace, back in 2013. I don’t remember much from that night but what I do know is that I woke up with a big red smile on my lips the following day. You directly opened up your arms and unconditionally gave me everything without any judgmental questions – from true love, warm friendships who accepted me for who I (bizarrely) am, an additional carrying family to overdoses of art, architecture, philosophy, culture and mode. Then came winter and on my menu was true French men, the beautiful French language, true romance, late dusty nights, a new best friend and très bon red vine. When melancholia was about to take over, snow luckily melted into spring and joy flirted his way through ’til summer with croissants, macaroons and chocolate, under his arm. When sunny afternoons turned into friendly apéros with never ending rosé, cheese, baguettes, coffee and cigarettes – any possible sight of a free brasserie corner outdoor terrace was worth everything single champagne bubble laughter, where we would be constantly surrounded by intangible style, grace and fashion porn. Paris, you will always be ??#prayforparis #jesuisterrasse #merci

ph Paris 2012, 2 arrondissement