Who wears high heels to the Park?

This is a twist on song from the 50s, "Who wears Short Shorts" . . . The answer, in this case is,"French Women." Not all of them, of course, but more than a few. Luxembourg Gardens offers up more than a few Fancy French Wonders. . . . Women in high heels, of course, grown men in suits, several French weddings and that Famous French PDA. I suppose young people all around the world are groping each other with wild abandon, but few do it better (Or more often) than the French. A walk through a French park reveals the many options for jumping your partners bones in public. One couple we witnessed stopped in mid dinner to go for it right in the middle of a restaurant. Actually we are in favor of all of this PDA. It just has to be a good thing. Or, as the Beatles said, "Love the One  you're With." The French understand this.
While Paula was in buying some "Skin Products" Duane spied a Men's store with a colorful display  in the window. Apparently, the hottest fashion trend for men in Paris is wide wale corduroy trousers. That is not the interesting thing. The interesting thing is the colors. . . .Deep Purple, Orange Orange, Kelly Green, Royal Blue, Mint Green, Bright Red and last, but not least. . . Sunflower Yellow. Duane had his Gold Amex Card out for the whole stack before he remembered he lives in Arizona. Sorry, you'll not get to see the Cords, but trust me, they were Spectacular! I love the French. Any man with the gumption to wear Yellow cords is a friend of mine! Just NOT in Arizona.
We walked our socks off today. Despite promises (To Ourselves) not to do that ever again, we did it again! Walking around Paris I'd just the easiest and BEST thing to do. The distance walked just sneaks up on you and all of a sudden your legs are a quivering mass of jelly. We barely made it back to the Apartment. Luckily we had planned ahead and there was Wine! All is well!
Tonight we're eating out as the chef is too tired to stand. Odd as it may sound, we're going to an Italian restaurant. It just seemed like the right thing to do. When we get home, and if I can still spell, I'll add more . . . Maybe even some pics. Gotta go . . . One can't just prance into a French/Italian restaurant without some serious prep time. Duane's thinking it is "White Shirt Time!". . . He may even wear some fancy socks.