As it was once said in that classic of American cinema known as Singles, "I like to live my life like a French movie, Steve".
Well, I didn't have a Steve on hand, but I did have a willing buddy (Lisa, who is so fashionable), and recently, inspired by a sense of mischief and a desire to have a moment of escape from the Seattle rain, we decided to go to Paris.
Of course, time and money didn't allow us to actually hop a plane, so instead we decided to channel our inner French girls and see if we could find a piece of Paris in Seattle.
On the appointed day, we both wore black and white striped shirts (Lisa wore a beret, for extra points). Lisa arrived at CakeSpy Shop around closing time, and she had red balloons.
We walked through downtown, past Boulangerie Nantaise to the Space Needle, and pretended it was the Eiffel Tower, tossing out our limited repertoire of French phrases, like "C'est Bon!", "C'est Magnifique!", "Sacre bleu!", and, of course, as a shout-out to that Muzzy commercial, "Je suis la jeune fille!".
Next, inspired by the 80's hit "Riding on the Metro", we decided to take the metro--or, you know, the Monorail.
We arrived to Westlake Center, or Les Halles as we preferred to think of it, and then walked past a grand Marche to get some vin rouge and soupe a l'oignon at Le Pichet. (by the way, the waiter did say, "so what's up with the balloons?" to which I was very happy to say, "We're pretending we're in Paris." He then said something in French to me. It sounded lovely, whatever it was he said).
On our way out of the cafe, one of our balloons spied some American Pie.
We then headed back up the hill, where we poetically and tragically let our balloons go, near a church that we deemed the Notre Dame.
By this point it had started to rain and get windy, to which we commented "It's a good thing we're in Paris because in Seattle, this weather would totally suck."
And so ended an evening that was, if not literally, then very much figuratively, totally sweet.
Just a little reminder to allow yourself some sweetness in everyday life! CakeSpy gives you permission to be delighted.