Blonde Voyage's Featured Favorites | July 2023
When I think I’ve experienced some of the most oppressive heat in the history of Nashville, the universe says, “Hold my beer,” and cranks it up about ten degrees.
After weeks of sharing stories from Mexico City — its vibrant culture, incredibly kind people, creative cocktails, and unforgettable meals — I couldn’t wait to dive into my next chapter of travel: Paris. There’s something about returning to the City of Light that always feels like something out of a fairytale. The trip was filled with moments that I can wait to share, unforgettable meals, a fantastic champagne bar, fabulous shopping, and I even managed to squeeze in a day trip to Montmartre.
As a self-proclaimed Type A traveler, I’m the one with an icon-coded Google map, a meticulously organized itinerary, and at least three backup restaurants for every meal. So, spending an agenda-free afternoon in Paris felt like I was rebelling against my natural wiring. It was equal parts liberating and mildly terrifying—with a definite emphasis on terrifying.
Dining in Paris isn’t difficult due to a lack of good restaurants—quite the opposite. The challenge lies in the sheer abundance of choices. Each scroll through TikTok or Instagram reveals yet another must-visit bistro, a candlelit table, or a bold claim of “the best meal in Paris.”
When I think I’ve experienced some of the most oppressive heat in the history of Nashville, the universe says, “Hold my beer,” and cranks it up about ten degrees.
Dining in Paris isn’t difficult due to a lack of good restaurants—quite the opposite. The challenge lies in the sheer abundance of choices. Each scroll through TikTok or Instagram reveals yet another must-visit bistro, a candlelit table, or a bold claim of “the best meal in Paris.”