I love the French word for slippers, les pantoufles (lay pan-too-fluh). It has a sort of Dr. Seuss quality to it. Slippers were one of the first things I learned how to knit. They’re usually the first thing I put on in the morning and the last thing I take off at night. I own four different pairs. My favorite pair of pantoufles is one I picked up in Paris in a little boutique, Mi Amor (10 rue Pont Louis Philippe) in the Marais. They are lightweight and stretchy and sewn in a pretty print with a rosette on top. I like them so much I bought a bunch to give as gifts. After a few years of loyal service, the soles on my favorite pantoufles are wearing out. I sense a need to return to Paris.