“If you are lucky enough to have lived in Paris as a young man, then wherever you go for the rest of your life, it stays with you, for all of Paris is a moveable feast.”- Ernest Hemingway, 1950.
A dear friend of mine is in Paris right now, as I received a text from her the other day. She described it so beautifully, a perfect autumn day. There are certain periods in history that we romance in our heads. And Paris during the Lost Generation years is one such period. The beginnings of Jazz, the literature, the people, Picasso.. Hemingway.. Fitzgerald.. Gertrude Stein. Just thinking about it now, I imagine the food tasting better, the clothes just a bit nicer, and the inspiration just a bit better..
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