The Daisy Café Paris Circa 1950 This ad might have enticed me to go. Try out my five years studying the French language on real French people. source Once I got there, I might ride around like this...going from café to café source However, not bloody likely... since I would probably be wearing this. source Maybe I would get a little friendly with the natives. source Might even take up dancing along the Seine after a couple glasses of wine! source I would definitely sit along the river, gazing at the pont neuf while nibbling some pain au chocolat and sipping my café au lait. source But I seriously doubt that I would see this adorable clock at any of these locations during any of my adventures. But that's okay. Because now I can see it any time I want. Tee hee. Any TIME. It's a clock. Oh, forget it. This arrived at my house this week in an ordinary brown cardboard box. I have been anxiously awaiting its arrival since the day I ordered it from Antique Farm House. I tell you what...this baby did not disappoint. I'm not a big fan of blue, but it's a little turquoise-y and I love it. It's about a foot tall and 9 inches across. The bells don't really function, they're just for looks. That's probably just as well. I'd probably pee myself if that thing went off! It's perfect for the guest bedroom that's slowly becoming shabby. It might just get finished someday. Because, as you can see...the chest of drawers this is sitting on looks like this and has for about 2 years. I'm sorry. I'm hoping to finish it this winter. I still have to change those drawer pulls on the top and put the knobs on. Of course then sand and paint. Chalk paint? I think yes! So, let's leave that sad story behind and just focus on our little trip to Paris. and this cutie: Now, excuse me...I must go and be fabulous. source Au Revoir! P.S. this is NOT a sponsored post...I just really like my clock! :) Sharing Here: DebbieDoo's Newbie Party The Dedicated House ~ Blue Friday