In PARIS each face that passes me by is so good looking! It's as if I have druken the water, tasted a new flavor and everything has become a beautiful work of ART.
Art lies everywhere here in PARIS.
The attention to detail, the attention to flavor, the attention to design, makes everything here ART.
As I have made my way around this city I have noticed my own beauty. It started with the way my silk skirt flirted with my naked skin, or how the sweat trickled between my breasts, or how the wind cooled my skin as I walk the Sien, or how the the first sip of expresso felt on my tongue, or how the food exploded my senses, or how the city seem to open it's self up to me in wonder with more and more possibility.
It's an awaking to feel so sexy so beautiful.
This sensuality that the city has unfolded in me has given me a gift:
I see the ART in me.
