Yeah I know, I was dreaming that my Valentine’s day will consist of a beautifully unmade bed, and gorgeous champagne cocktails, infused with rose syrup.
BUT I actually spent my Valentine’s day in Paris sleeping on the second floor of bunk bed, away from the true love. Still he sent me a lovely bouquet of flowers and red roses, then when I flew back back to Stockholm, I found my favorite tulips in red waiting for me at home.
Paris is romantic anytime of the year and that is why I wish to fly with my love to have some quality time together there, hopefully it will be sunny that time.
Folwers and roses always give me some positive thoughts, they make me smile.
And you know that red rose means passionate love ❤