Two families

Two families

I like to think of Blame It on Paris as not only a love story between two people but a love story between two families, two cultures, two worlds, and a story about what I like to call the absolute mad enthusiasm with which they embraced each other. Because if one person and her family are from a small Southern town and the other person and his family are sophisticated Parisians, you need a certain wild-eyed enthusiasm.

Here’s a 4th of July photo from one of the encounters of these two families, one of my favorite photos.