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Editor-in-Chief”s note:
When you think of Paris, you automatically go into the most specific mindset. You cannot compare the feeling that comes from the place that offers great sites and even greater love. When they say it is “the city of love”, it is not an exaggeration. You pass people walking through the streets with their hands interlocked and others, both friends and lovers, chatting over dinner for hours on end. I knew from the moment I booked my plane ticket to immerse myself in European culture and shoot for the July issue with one of my loveliest of friends, Jenny Starzecky, I would ultimately reach prime creativity.
Where you allow your mind to soak up the environment plays a dynamic role in the process of understanding life more and more. Our first night, we had off and just made our welcoming to the new city a breeze with dinner, icecream, and a moment to do absolutely nothing but just sit ourselves down under the most Earthly, rich gardens I have ever witnessed. It feels nearly impossible to believe that a child, like I once was, only knows this as their norm and their everyday life. There were groups of young boys and girls shouting French out to one another as they ran down the hundreds and hundreds of steps or passed around a soccer ball in the alley ways.
It was unlike anything I could ever relate to, but in a way, it was everything I could relate to. As a kid, you just play. With this issue, all I wanted to do was play. That includes all of my issues; despite this being work, I feel so incredibly thankful to combine a job of mine with all of my favorite parts of life that I get to do. Read that again, please, I get to do all of this, I do not have to.
I felt so incredibly present while I was in Paris; everyday we would come in contact with something I’ve only ever heard of. Now, I keep replaying the memories like scenes in a movie. Each dinner added to my own personal movie. Each walk around new parts of Paris added to my own personal movie. Each French word I discovered added to my own personal movie. Now instead of distancing myself from the movies and Paris, I allowed myself to connect rather than be okay with never knowing just how real the beauty of Paris is.
