I saw Emma (first girl) when I was in Paris, in Montmarte. She was so breathtaking; tall, composed, beautiful. I didn’t dare go up to her and tell her how much I loved her blog and her photos. Damn you shyness!

I saw Emma (first girl) when I was in Paris, in Montmarte. She was so breathtaking; tall, composed, beautiful. I didn’t dare go up to her and tell her how much I loved her blog and her photos. Damn you shyness!