Ciel's inspiration on this photo.

I remember the night that we went to Paris. You were done with your meetings, I was done with my show and we were free. France didn’t know me yet and you didn’t stand out enough for the fans to catch on. It was good. The way your hand tightened on my shoulder as you dragged me down these little tiny streets; it was magical. The way the language blossomed around us as mothers tucked their children in for bed or lovers parted for the evening just made everything so amazing and it made me wonder why my mother had never taken me to Paris before; why we’d never been back to the country she was born in.

There was something that I said to you, I don’t quite remember what it was, but I do recall that you laughed at it and I made some sort of defensive manoeuvre before forgetting everything that I’d been attempting to say.

The sight was amazing. The Eiffel Tower has been seen all over the world in films and photographs but this, this was just amazing. The ability to see it with my own eyes, to see it in person… I’ll never be able to thank you for dragging me away that night and making sure that I got a chance to see it. You always laughed about the fact that I didn’t want to really go out and explore France until I got the chance to experience that euphoric moment of seeing Paris light up at night but now I know what you mean. You’ve never really had a chance to experience a place until you see the most amazing sights with your own eyes.

Thank you, Jamie. You’ve helped shape my world one sight at a time.