last night i dreamt that i was in Paris. i've never been there in my waking life, but i surely enjoyed my stay in the Paris of my dreams. now that i'm awake [and this may have something to do with the fact that i set my hair in curlers for the first time in donkey's years], i feel all jaunty and romantic. lets hope the world around me will bend to my frivolous whims today, and to yours as well :)
meanwhile, i hope you enjoy these Life archive photos of 'young Parisians' in 1963.