Paris has the most beautiful doors. Each one is a work of art and so I do my best to stand in front of as many of them as possible. Those I can hover in front of bring me immense joy and spark my imagination. How many people have crossed their threshold? What were they wearing when they did so and where were they going? In this pink Zara sweater and black circle skirt I imagined myself the heroine of a romantic novel, skipping off on one lark or another. No doubt heading toward a grand adventure hidden behind still another dramatic door.