Lessons Learned: Walking in Paris

It seems 2018 will take me back to one of my favorite cities in the world : Paris.  Working for The Antiques Diva certainly has it's rewards.  I have made many a fashion mistake in this city, and so will begin my packing early.  As I pull out my vintage suitcase, I am reminded of a particular lesson learned.  Maybe, I am lucky to be visiting the city in Winter, so I am certain to not repeat mistakes of the past:


I knew better than to wear flat, open sandals for a day of walking in Paris.  My time there had introduced me to a new kind of film that only a big city can provide and I made the choice to wear flat open toed sandals anyway.  It was a normal touristy day that had me headed to visit the Eiffel Tower.  I stepped off of a curb to cross the street and I landed in a small river of water, headed toward the famous sewers.  I felt worse about the situation when I looked upstream to discover a half naked (you guess which half) street person washing his unmentionables in said river.  The film that coated my feet that day was sticky and black and served  as reminder to me that when you walk the streets of Paris you may collect a great deal more than culture.

Photo by Ari Denison

Lessons learned, the hard way.