we went shopping as you are supposed to do when in paris i guess. in the middle of the shiny facades i saw this door. i guess it is my imagination that is running wild, but the door makes me curious. the door to an imagined elsewhere. when i passed the door the day after, i found out it was an art gallery. so maybe the door wasn’t that special after all, but it caught my attention and gave me time to stop and think.
i can’t stop laughing when i see these pictures. it captures the things i (and many others) do to capture the perfect picture. come on. i can’t walk around in heels all day, after 10 km you have to change
the locks of love in paris
pictures by me, mette and feodora
while i was taking photos with my canon camera and looked like a tourist (to be fair i did not try to blend in) my sister was capturing paris with a polaroid camera. kinda cool pictures if you ask me also because you can’t redo the picture. while i was taking 20 pictures she only took one.