A cake covered in stereotypes is still delicious, right?
I love Paris, I love pretty cakes, I love pink flowers, I love hand drawn decorations. This cake, it is made entirely of love.
Don't we all have at least a tiny secret wish that we lived stylish, exciting lives in Paris? I know I do.
Sorry tower, I have to flip you over to drink my tea. No slight against the French, promise.
I can't help it, I just got back from Europe and I'm already feeling nostalgic for Paris. Sigh.
The French know what's up with wine making and drinking. I trust them to also help me open the bottle.