This sign isn't some leftover from a bygone age as the store in question truly exists. (Although to be fair, the sign was more blogworthy than the actual shop window.) My question? What century are we in anyway?
For a long time, we were just another typical Washington, DC family: two policy-oriented jobs, two kids, and two cars. Out of the blue, my husband got a new assignment; we ditched the old jobs and the cars (but kept the kids) and headed to Paris for what started out to be a three-year, and eventually became a four-year tour.