Spent the afternoon lingering over hot chocolate at the Art Deco gem, Hotel Lutetia, with my friend Eva, who had to go home and pack for Luxembourg, leaving me to grapple with the eternal question while I arrange tulips chez moi: who'll take me to the Ritz?
e cosi desio me mena... that CAN'T be anyone's personal mantra but MINE! Who are you? Truly, I want to know who shares this sentiment with me. It is so dear to my heart.
Posted by: marah | January 23, 2011 at 02:18 PM
P.S. My favorite put down... "you are mercilessly free from the ravages of intelligence".
Posted by: marah | January 23, 2011 at 02:21 PM
Once I went out with a man and discovered that we both shared that as a personal mantra, we also were convinced that we'd only been talking for about thirty minutes, it was three hours and we thought both of our watches were broken. A strange romance.
Mmm, that's good. Mine is Jane Austen, I think: "you have the most extraordinary taste."
Posted by: Lauren Cerand | January 23, 2011 at 02:45 PM