... Its all so quiet ...

August. Paris. A pin drop.

You can hear the ringing of the church bells, the squeaky wheel of the passing , and over all that the sound of me screaming. I'M HOME!!

... Ghost and Demons ...

Basically what it feels like running into ex's on metro

Have you ever been minding your business on a snowy Saturday afternoon, catching up on some light reading, or maybe re-watching episodes of The Mindy Project  and your phones goes off completely interrupting your blissful laziness, and not to mention ruining your whole day ( dramatic I know - but those 90 seconds aren't ones you can get back)?

This past Saturday I was doing just that. It was so blistery outside, I decided to take refuge in my humble abode, and catch up on French fashion magazines, drink my tea and mind my business. But a blast from the past, the most gruesome of ghost decided that day he would come around haunting. I speak of none other than the naked man.  If you would like to know about the naked man,  you can get you a piece of that thrilling tale here. Its way to dreadful to retell. 

New Year - Same you?

I never make New Years resolutions. They're silly - and no one ever sticks to them. Complete waste of time. Every year though, I promise to be better - to myself, if I feel I have shorted myself, and to others. 

I am not selfish, where I put myself before others wholly for the gain of myself. But, I have been thinking lately that maybe that this isn't such a bad thing. Maybe selfish people are happier people - because they don't base their happiness off the happiness of others but because they base their happiness on what makes them happy - and when you stop to think about that - what's so wrong with it after all. 

Because I do what I want!

...Les voison...

Living in Paris comes with its own set of challenges. As picturesque as this town is, the apartments are hellish small, especially if you're not rolling in it - the streets are dirty - doggy poop every - and the metro's are stinky- deorderant should be given away at CDG once exiting plane. But with all that, its still a town worth living in.

... The naked man....

On a typical Monday night you can find me safely tucked away in my cocoon of an apartment. Paris in the fall is normally blistering, the wind is howling, the rain coming down. Nothing is better, than cozying up in your favourite chair with a good story, magazine,  or a great movie to watch. Nothing that is except the prospect of cozying up with someone else. I met V two weeks ago, when having a drink with a girl friend. I gave him my number, because as a single girl in Paris, if a super hot bearded "director" asks for your number, because he thinks you're "so beautiful" you do it. He called me three times that night, and four the following day. 

... What a night for a dance...

Yea I'm fancy

Sometimes, life gives you lemons, upon lemons, and then just to add some spice it gives you limes, and sour grapes. Sometimes things just don't go the way you planned.  You've done everything right, you work your tail off, you save, you scrape by, you make the hard choices, like laundry or groceries this week? I'm just saying shit gets real from time to time. You have options when you're faced with these dilemma's. You can sit in your tiny flat, scared of the world outside with all its mean people, expensive Zara products and other things you can't afford, OR you can do the only thing possible. Put on your prettiest dress, face full of make up, lipstick red, and head held high, and take your now very fancy ass out to the gay club. 

... Green little monster ...

Shining like fireworks. T. Swift 

 Its an emotion people don't want to admit too. "Jealousy" they say " is a wasted emotion". But is it? If someone says they don't get jealous I truly believe that they may be  a sociopath, and/or aren't in tune with their feelings. I for one am a good listener to my emotions. All of my emotions, and yes sometimes that includes jealousy. If I see a text message between you and another girl, I will get jealous, but much more I will get territorial. Maybe thats it. Maybe its not so much that people are jealous, but they're territorial. And can you blame them? Once you given your heart to someone and they in turn have decided to give theirs to you, shouldn't you protect said hearts like they were any other earthly possession? I know I would.