I walked away with nothing but a few photos, but somehow they still managed to keep the feeling. You can almost smell the freshness, feel the breeze, and tell this was one of those moments that didn’t need anything extra to be perfect.
The food hits, the fashion hits, the views hit, and my camera roll is absolutely fighting for its life. I came here expecting a trip and left with a full-time obsession. If being dramatic about Paris is wrong, then I fear my homies and I are all guilty.