I watched An Education with Carey Mulligan this afternoon while folding laundry, and now I'm longing to do so much more than housework.
I want to travel to Paris.
And wear chic, glamorous clothes.
I want cobblestone, spring rain, blossoms, literature, demure necklaces and leather satchels, afternoon tea, a real camera, schoolgirl pleats, romance and intrigue.
I'm off to Oddfellows cafe to drink some tea, listen to Edith Paif, and read my Vogue before I meet Katya for dinner. It's the closest thing to Spring in Paris that Seattle has to offer.