There’s a song about leaving your heart in San Francisco, and that used to be true for me, until I visited Paris! Although… I have to admit, I almost left my heart there because I nearly died…but that’s a story for another day.
Still, Paris ranks up there as one of the most amazing cities I’ve ever visited…if not the most amazing. I loved walking down the Champs-Élysées from the Arc de Triomphe and the amazing scent of perfume I kept picking up. I couldn’t tell if it was from the people who passed me or the shops, but I decided then and there to make sure I bought some french perfume before I left. It’s a good thing too, since after that, things got dicey for me and it wasn’t until later that I got a chance to find a shop.
I’ll never forget walking down the street from Notre Dame on my last day there and finding the little L’Occitane en Provence shop on the corner. Wild dogs or a certain hit-man couldn’t stop me from going inside and taking a whiff of all the wonderful smells. After much sniffing, I found the perfect fragrance for me. It’s called Néroli & Orchidée, and I LOVE IT!
So, even though I’m not in Paris anymore, I can still spray some of that perfume on and remember that day, and how thankful I was to be alive… and for good friends who always seem to be there to get me out of trouble.