A good friend of mine recently moved to Paris and just started a blog documenting his time there. He’s a British Woody Allen who loves food and fashion and tends to notice things normal people don’t. Also has a strange passion for dead animals/roadkill. So head on over to his wordpress and check it out.
Whilst not being a lover of the music of Cher, I can’t help think that her song was an ode to a city which has these three things in abundance. Documenting the couture, cuisine and curiosities of France’s historic capital. If this blog prevents at least one person from developing Paris Syndrome, then it wasn’t in vain.