My name is Patricia Maxwell, but everyone calls me Patty Liu! NO, it is not because I am fat. LOL!
So I decided to make this blog to showcase my life, I’m a life long fan of everything France. It’s a beautiful place, despite I’ve never been… YET!
I fell in love with France when I took French in High School, it was very informative and we learned so much about the culture and how people respond to French around the world. It grew my curiosity to France incredibly high!
I stole this Image from Wharton… I hope they don’t mind! It was just SUCH a beautiful view of the Eiffel Tower!
Anyways! I’m getting off topic!
So what I do for work is actually work for Yelp! Yelp for Small Businesses that is!
I help companies get known on Yelp! I am like a Magic worker for any local mom and pop restaurant or store! It’s soooooo fun! I can’t give you guys too too much information because I can get in trouble…
I wrote something about France when I was in High School and I want to post it here, because I feel that it just matches this blog that I created. WHICH BY THE WAY!!! Is because I wanted to start documenting my life, like everyone I know has a blog, so I was like… why not!~
Anyways here is the little thing I wrote back in High School!
Ever since my eyes laid upon you for the very first time thru pictures, you will always be home to me, Paris. You are more than ever part of my story, my DNA, and the bridge that allows me to build my dreams while breaking boundaries across my worlds. I feel this unique sensation of always being surrounded by history – somehow also being a part of it.
I know being cosmopolitan isn’t easy, as you’re still fighting to adjust and embrace all of your cultures — but what makes you beautiful in my eyes is your diversity, your many colours. But you can also come across as very cold when it comes to anything that is not Parisian. Sometimes I wish our people were warmer and more welcoming.
On rainy days, you can be sad, yet so romantic, especially for those lucky enough, since I am not, to watch the raindrops falling down on your beautiful Haussmann buildings. You are love, magic, and always chic.
This is the image of you I love the most, not the ones portrayed on these beautiful postcards, which cannot begin to capture who you really are.
I wish my firsts have had been with you. When far from sight, you are closer to my heart; and in your absence, my heart grows fonder. Paris, I love you. I do have to leave you sometimes, so when I come back, I can appreciate you even more.
Oh how I cannot wait to visit you, oh Paris.