Cali to Paris // Solo Travel
When I was 14 years old I became obsessed with two things. Frank Sinatra and Parisian culture. I poured over books on Frank and how he got his start and of course bought every album he's ever made (that's a lie. My dad bought me one every Christmas). However, what I think had an even bigger impact on me was the way people lived in France, especially Paris. The pace of every day life // the language // the passion // the architecture // the sophistication and pride in how they carry themselves. I fell in love with all of it.
I would sit in my teenage room and spend hours reading about what there is to do there, the history behind the Eiffel Tower and obsessed over the incredible fashion. I just loved how looking like your Sunday best is a part of every day life. Something I feel we lack in the states. People wearing pajamas to the grocery store hurts my soul. I'm sorry, please don't send me poison in the mail.
I vowed to myself that as soon as I could, I would go to Paris and walk the streets I had read about late in the night. I would drink every cappuccino and eat every croissant and ride every bike and create every picnic imaginable and photograph every bridge I came across. What can I say, the romantic in me can't be controlled.
So, the day has come. I leave in a couple hours. A COUPLE HOURS. I will take a direct flight and step foot on that magical land. I always thought I would go with the man in my life or a close friend, but as it turns out, I've decided to go alone. There is something that happens to you when you take a trip solo. There's nothing like it and i'll be experiencing it in a matter of hours. Sleep deprivation here I come. Give it to me.
And that my friends is my eat pray love chat for the day. I'll see you on Instagram with updates on all things Paris!! #frenchingwithliz
// A few photos from my trip to Italy four years ago. A trip that time stamped so much growth for me, brought me closer to a friend and taught me to slow the f down. I've been wearing lipstick, buying flowers every weekend and never get annoyed when the waiter takes longer than expected since then.