maybe it's the newly crisp air in denver -- the same that stocks our closets with striped sweaters and makes for scarves trailing behind pedestrians' heads on downtown corners-- but we've been yearning to learn french & visit paris like never before.
we decided a paris-in-denver date is the closest we'll get for awhile. so we grabbed striped sweaters (and skinny pants, ballet flats, and a trench for me) and headed downtown. we bought little cups of coffee (please don't let our date be marred by the fact we got starbucks -- it's the best in our vicinity), and learned some euro phrases while waiting in line. we leafed through novels in the bookstore & spent some time admiring good looking bicycles.