France is that vibrant cafe on the corner with the bistro tables. France is butter (and whatever's cooked in it). France is Bastille Day. France is lavender fields and cicadas. France is a glass of wine and cigarette smoke (a whiff of tobacco). France is an effortlessly chic wardrobe. France is architecture with undeniable grandeur, yet understated elegance. France is ducking under a socle and kissing in the rain. France is hues of pink. France just has that “je ne sais quoi’, but it had me at Bonjour.
Paris is the bread and butter. Paris is an artist's palette for your taste buds. Paris is nothing but oh la la. Paris is a rollercoaster
of anything but flat. Paris can be hours of
the little things. Paris is full of gasps. Paris
is sugar, spice, and everything nice.
