I met my husband Mike in Paris, and, no, it was not like that. He was visiting his sister and I was a friend of hers traveling through Europe.
Well, one day we convinced him to go shopping with us. I needed something to layer in because it was a cold summer and there was this nearby shop that made elaborate and exquisite batik sarongs that can double as wraps, scarves, whatever the need (this is pre Pashmina).