I will try not to sound like a cliche when I say that I love Paris all the way to my bones. Paris got that something I can’t describe. There is something about the atmosphere, the city’s way of speaking, the smell of the streets. It’s the way you suddenly feel chick sitting on a sidewalk cafe, drinking coffee with a very special feeling inside. A city where it’s allowed to think and dream and where art and fashion creates the city’s backbone. It’s the feeling you get inside when you step into one of the small French bookstores. It’s the feeling of intensity as you go through the streets from one arrondissement to another. It’s because of this feeling that Paris has a special place in my heart.