Paris — the city of love, the city of light. Before I came to Italy, Paris was the number one place outside of Italy that I wanted to visit. Most people tried to convince me otherwise as Paris is not known for being the cleanest, nicest, or most inviting city for Americans. Still, I knew I had to visit in order to figure that out … Continue reading Paris, S’il vous plaît.
My alarm sounded off at the ripe time of 4 AM, but I surprisingly wasn’t tired, even though I had stayed up packing until 12:30. It’s hard to feel unexcited when you’re traveling to one of the most beautiful, and arguably richest, areas of the world. I put on a blue dress, because you have to look somewhat appropriate when hanging out with the wealthiest … Continue reading Young and Fabulous in the French Riviera