We’re checking the days off the calendar and somehow it’s feeling more and more unreal that we’re bound for France in just two weeks. (Ack!) We’ll be staying a few nights in Paris when we first land and so my Parisian daydreams are beginning in earnest. Of course in these dreams there’s no jet-lag and no agenda; just a fluffy bed, breakfast in bed, and a morning to while away.
Here’s what else:
A chic French press for brewing the café to my au lait.
The perfect bowl for sipping it out of.
A tray sturdy enough to withstand the weight of…
a dozen croissants (the crumblier, the better).
The perfect pillow-y throw for snuggling under as we plan our day.
A bath soak for once I finally wrest myself out of bed.
Sounds like a plan, non?