February 14th. Mark it, or don’t. Either way, it’s coming; hot and heavy on your calendar, shop fronts and social media feeds. For some, it's the hallmark of love, officiated by rose bouquets and boxed chocolates. For others, it's a Bridget Jones meme, where one sits in solitude, eating last-weeks Thai takeaway. It's self-love, staying…
Beret hunting, French oil paintings and live string quartets. A city of old and new romantics, complex metro systems and 9 AM chocolate éclairs.Foreign tongues fervently kissing and unexpected political protests; both executed in equal passions. Blink and you’ll miss an empty Arc de Triomphe. Stare too long and the Eiffel Tower will never let you…
