Pardon my French. I continue to be in the City of Light and am trying to post semi-frequently but ugh, so difficult!
Especially with the cafes, parks, and corner fruit markets. Without getting into how shops in Paris are different from their US contemporaries, I just want to give a quick rundown of what are the BEST fruits. Objectively. Or maybe not so objectively. Continue reading “Mes fruits préférés”
Hello hello hello (bonjour)!
I’ve been in Paris the last week so I haven’t posted at all- I haven’t been here ever before and I feel in some ways as if my heart has finally found where it belongs, so I’m completely unapologetic.
…Even if my heart felt exactly the same way in Venice last year.
I’ve made a lot of observations of the city and am hoping I can boil that down (or flesh that out) into one or two (or 10 or so) lists for your perusal. In the meantime, I’m going to stick with something that takes little mental energy on my part, because my days have been long and my nights short. Continue reading “Paris Packed Perfumes”
An addition to my ‘choice words’ category, which has, I suppose, become a series. Honestly, I’ve really started to enjoy keeping track of the random words that pop into my head. The American-English language is a pretty amazing thing, it’s as though we plundered all of these other languages and just kept words based on completely arbitrary criteria. Continue reading “I Have the Best Words”
Oh, Diana Vreeland. Such an inspiringly wacky and elegant woman. Those are the best kind of women (well, hello there, Iris Apfel). Those are the women I want to grow to be. Hell, those are the kind of women I want to be NOW.
Continue reading “The Eye Must Travel”
Yesterday was my birthday, in case you didn’t know (I turned 21) so today I’m planning a brief list of the gifts I opened/received/bought for myself.
Featuring Miss Minerva Peaches desperately trying to beat the heat. It’s a losing battle. Continue reading “How Old Are You Now?”
It’s kind of a necessity for a person like me- you know, someone who tries to get through a book a day and will read in line at the store.
But this day marks the first day I’ve ever had a real, certified bookmark. It’s a very important rite of passage, having a grown up bookmark (rather than those torn up shreds of waste paper I had been using for years). It’s even more a rite of passage as the bookmark comes to me as a 21st birthday present. (Happy birthday to me!)
My mom uses postcards from art museums, which is a beautiful idea, but I rather prefer my own. 😉 Continue reading “Shopping: Handmade Bookmarks”
Rolling Stones songs, arranged into tiers by my personal and subjective idea of their merit.
The Top Tier:
Playing with Fire
Paint it Black
As Tears Go By
Gimme Shelter Continue reading “Moves Like Jagger”