Growing up in Paris

It almost feels a bit funny to post about growing up in Paris, being a « local product » from the city myself, born and bred there… I have so many memories from my early childhood in Paris.

My primary school of course, with its street façade very similar to any other school, very republican and all, its courtyard; the play dates with my friends at the Champ de Mars, the thousands of pigeons that we loved to scare off! I was truly crazy for dogs too, and I still am! My Grandpa had a lovely little Westie, so I just couldn’t resist when I walked past the one you’ll see below.

But mainly, I think that what mostly remains from this time is a carefree and happy feeling, this impression of peace, confidence in life in general… and endless games!

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3 responses

  1. Kai

    Reblogged this on and commented:
    I just had to reblog this. The images are raw!

    June 20, 2012 at 12:49 am

  2. Kai

    Again, amazing shots!

    June 20, 2012 at 12:50 am

  3. i love that little white dog!

    October 3, 2012 at 9:37 pm

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