Postcards from Paris: {Gilded Gold}

The sun is as fickle as can be. One day it shows itself, let's be honest, the sun was flaunting itself: out and about while I was stuck indoors at my internship. Then the next day; today, when I am free to roam the exteriors of Paris, the sun hides behind a thick mask of grey clouds, all-day long. I kept waiting for it's debut, but no flaunting, not even a mere ray shown through.
On an optimistic note; cloudy days, afterall, offer high-saturated tones. The gilded gold accents during my walk from St. Michel through the Tuileries were beaming.



Bisous,
Reba