Glad to see that my AMEX card had only fallen between the driver's seat and the console in the Wagon. Alas, it wasn't in the lining of my coat (that's where my second lens cap was...) who says I'm not organized?
I'm a thirty-something-or-other, soon-to-be-single, fashion follower headed to the City of Light to Eat, Pray, Shop.
Follow along and see what I'm wearing. I figure if I'm going to be in Paris, I've got to "Bring It" (even if I am limited to only one carry-on bag).