This will be probably the shortest perfumes travelogue ever written in my blog series: what’s up in Paris?
Everything!
I wanted to write just that and post some photos, but couldn’t resist, so here it goes…The Plum Girl in Paris!
“We walked in the cold air
Freezing breath on the windowpane…”
Cold wind blowing over the Danube, this means nothing to me.
Oh! Vienna!