Each time I’m in Paris I can never get enough of the city and I get overly excited about everything as if it’s my first time all over again. You know when you see or dream about a place for so long then you are actually standing there… O-M-G. That feeling between reality, the dream, and “eeek I’m so happy to be here right now!” feeling? I get overwhelmed with appreciation, happiness, inspiration, motivation, and a feeling of success like I’m doing exactly what I’ve wanted to do in my little life. I’m so thankful for these beautiful monuments that take my breathe away. Even more so thankful to have my bad ass husband by my side to take these cheesy ass photos with me again and again. They say patience is a virtue friends… whatever that means in this case. <3 E.