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1. letters from monet to rodin 2. the thinker 3. madame grès 4. versailles 5. adorable european candy 6. cafe near basilique du sacra cœur 7. romaine lettuce salade at the bristol hotel 8. un café 9. charm on every corner 10. a familiar face found at musée d'orsay 11. ladurée treats 12. ladurée pastries 13. favorite haribo crocodile gummies 14. one of marie antoinette's many chateaus 15. candy mania 16. the start of the versailles gardens

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Touched by all that love is
I draw closer toward you
Saddened by all that love is
I run from you

Surprised by all that love is
I remain alert in stillness
Hurt by all that love is
I yearn for tenderness

Defeated by all that love is
at the truthful mouth of the night
Forsaken by all that love is
I will grow toward you.

- frantisek halas


a weekend at the huntley

One of the best weekends of the summer spent at The Huntley Hotel in Santa Monica. An amazing place to relax, stunning views, great service, beautiful simple rooms, and a location right in front of the beach you can't really beat. Can't wait to go back for round two!


a postcard

And so she let herself fall back through the past, until her memory with seeming randomness pulled a postcard from her life, and she told the story of an old piano she and her sister found washed up on a beach. They were bright little girls then, vacationing with their grandfather in rainy Deauville. The next day the piano had gone, carried back out to sea on the tide. She was especially upset. Late that night her grandfather found some paper and told her to draw it, to bring it back with her memory.

- Everything Beautiful Began After. Simon Von Booy


i do not love you except because i love you

the exquisite view of a california sunset at the ritz carlton dana point. moments like these are little reminders how lucky we are to be where we are.

details. complex geometries top. mongolian lamb fur vest. location. balcony overlooking the ocean at the ritz carlton laguna niguel.

I do not love you except because I love you;
I go from loving to not loving you,
From waiting to not waiting for you
My heart moves from cold to fire.

I love you only because it's you the one I love;
I hate you deeply, and hating you
Bend to you, and the measure of my changing love for you
Is that I do not see you but love you blindly.

Maybe January light will consume
My heart with its cruel
Ray, stealing my key to true calm.

In this part of the story I am the one who
Dies, the only one, and I will die of love because I love you,
Because I love you, Love, in fire and blood.

- pablo neruda