It’s not necessarily the decor that I love, but the fact that peering outside the windows, I know it’s a city I’d love living in.
It’s been a long time since I’ve even looked at pictures of Paris. Priorities are different now.
Sometimes, I’m sad about that.
1. I love airports. I love watching the planes come and go, the hustle and bustle, imagining all the stories the travelers can tell, from vacations to business trips to visiting loved ones. I even don’t mind the hassle of security checkpoints and rude TSA. So naturally, I also love this bird’s eye view of airports all around the world.
2. The first time I traveled to Paris, I did so alone, and it was incredible. I’ve been back since, and it was great in other ways (engaged!) but this New York Times article and particularly the following passage, really resonated with me:
“The question that bubbled up was not so much, Will I be back?, but rather, Could I bring back with me the feeling that I had cultivated here?”
3. This blog post on An Inch of Gray also reached deep into my heart. “I think years of busy-ness and scorekeeping and nurturing the heck out of small children somehow leave little room for thoughtfulness for each other. I think people are generally wired selfishly, and each day is a struggle against a me-first attitude. And our culture leaves us asking every day, “What’s in this for ME?” rather than “What can I do for others?” So when we feel spent, as we often do, we don’t go around looking for ways to serve our spouse.”
This is a constant struggle in my marriage as well, both of us working so hard in our respective roles that is difficult not to ‘score-keep,’ due to never fully understanding what the other goes through on a day to day basis. Anna’s article reminds us to put our mundane bullsh*t aside (well, not in those words) and stop only worrying about what’s in it for ourselves.
4. On a lighter note, check out this on the Bold Italic. Right before I read this, I ran to the store that is literally next door to my place to get some coffee beans. But in order to get there, I have to walk through THE BIGGEST wind tunnel EVER, and I cursed under my breathe every step of the 20-step way. Reading this made me feel a lot better. So I’m not the only person who ‘can’t with this wind.’
5. Mother’s Day is this weekend (the second one I’m celebrating as a mother!) and oh, #16, you are speaking to me, aren’t you?
You know that photo anyone who’s ever been to Paris has of the Eiffel Tower?
Well, this is San Francisco’s version of that photo.
(Paris photo taken on our engagement trip 3 years ago. SF photo taken during family outing to Fort Point this weekend, trying to recreate, unsuccessfully, this photo.)
Lived in 2 of these, visited the other 2, love all of them. I’m losing the adventurous spirit I used to have, when I would up and go wherever opportunity took me. Growing up, settling down. What am I gaining? What am I losing?
I’m a city girl, or am I?
I am afraid.
OMGosh…I’m swooning…SWOONING…!! How much do you love the Laduree macaroon themed color palette?
I came across this postcard at CDG Airport on my way back from my engagement trip 2 months ago. Though it did not rain at all on our trip (thankfully), this photograph by French photographer, Christophe Jacrot, felt extremely powerful to me…embodying all the emotions that I experience when I think about Paris. It is now framed in my room.
Here are a few more examples of his amazing work, and to see more, click here. (I was sad to find out that his month long exhibit at the Axelle Fine Art in New York just ended 2 weeks ago. Please come back to New York soon!)