While living in a cosmopolitan city, such as Paris, you'll often find people so stressed, not so kind from appearance. That's specially true in the case of Paris, deserving a so called "Exception culturelle"! How could it be wonderfull, a PARIS without Parisian!! you may only hear that at this gorgeous city.

Well in my case, as nature smiling person, i find this city  really charming, but not really smiling. At least when that was not you who give a smile first.

Last week, on Tuesday I think, by going out of my office. I dicover a sunny Paris, oh splendid! Could not help smiling all the way long to my RDV with a friend. And at that moment in the subway, a madame, a parisian like chic lady, began to smile to me, "Your shoes are gorgeous! where did u get them?" Wah, fashion victim she should be. So I began to exchange some words with her, before we exchange our favorite shopping adresses for shoes, till getting out the underground and continuing our walking. OH smiling magic!

A little bit later at that day, by the beginning of the evening, which is supposed to a cocktail time. Unless I was alone in a very cosy beautifully decorated SAINT GERMAIN DES PRES bar with a bouquet of fresh anemone, so delicious that i wanted to keep it for myself instead of offering to the host of dinner.Well, by the way, yes i was invited to a diner in a very BCBG district of Paris. And bad thing is i arrived in advance!! So why the first scene descript above. What a sad scene! Well, at that moment, a nice garcon came to me, offering a very nice smile.God smiling garcon in Paris! I ordered with enthousiasm a cup of white wine. Soon later, a nice cup arrived with some nice crackers.
- " Are you drinking alone at this hour, it should be party time!"
- "Oh yes, the just problem is I arrived too early for Party which will take place in half an hour!"
- " Cool! do you like to read some newspaper or magazines?"
- " OH, it;s so nice of you. I may just need a pen and a piece of note paper pls!" (+ smile, of course)
- " Sure, with pleasure!"
...
Half an hour later, time to leave.
I left enough tip on the table, and wrote down on the note paper:

"Merci, :)"

And went out with smile...
I felt the eyes behind...

Oh, Smiling power!:)

                                                            Weina, Paris, the 3rd March 2009