One love, Four Seasons..
When you live in Paris, you don't live in a city, you live a dream.. A fairy tale or The Tale of a Fairy.. I was already aware of that, but the arrival in Geneva made it even more obvious. This city is so ordinary. Too static. The only place here I can breath is the lovely Four Seasons terrace. Even if I enjoyed the Daniele Dondé exposition at the Kempinski yesterday, it was just a fake feeling. Like his collection. But life is not about waiting for the storms to pass.. It's about learning how to dance in the rain.. So let's dance in Geneva.. Celebration time..