Fabulous facades and storefronts abound in France. In previous posts, I've thrown all of these photos under the heading of "window shopping". Am I really window shopping? I'm not looking to buy. I'm looking for that wonderful photo that speaks to me, someone in my family, friends, or that photo that I tease is "Frencher than French". This Montmartre window pulled me over for a photo that I knew my Mom would enjoy. Mom made all my clothes when I was little, and later taught me how to sew and make my own. We love pretty dresses, even though neither of us have much opportunity to wear them these days. I guess you could say that I'm photo shopping and reaching back at the same time to shop a memory or two.