I know, I know — It’s still January. But I really can’t wait for spring.  You see, I’ve taken a new job but it doesn’t start until May.  And I’ve decided to take all of April off to travel before my new gig starts. I’ve never really left North America so the possibilities are endless, and we have enough miles for business class tix around the world.  So, quite literally, the world is my oyster!  Upon initial thought I was going to tour Europe: London, Amsterdam, Brouge, Paris, Barcelona. etc.  I mean we are talking Paris in springtime! No brainer, right?!  Well, not so fast.  Perhaps beach hopping in Thailand and spending a few weeks basking in the sun on some crystal clear tropical beach is what I need (and deserve dammit!). With a stop in Tokyo on the way home to shop. That was it, my decision made.  Warm tropical beaches and shopping it was.

But then I came across this shot of The Sartorialist in Paris.  And my heart did a little leap.  Paris in springtime….  I’m conflicted.  Is it possible to do both? Hmm…

Photo: Garance Dore