My favorite things

Sondheim once wrote about favorite things, and Julie Andrews sang them to us with her beautiful voice in The Sound of Music:

Rain drops on roses

And whiskers on kittens

Bright copper kettles

And warm woolen mittens

Brown paper packages tied up with string...

Unlike Fräulein Maria's seemingly "the best things in life are free" list, I'm a bit more materialistic. If my ass were twirling on a mountain top singing, it would be about all the things I can not find here in France. Picture me in my heels, stockings, and slinky party dress (with a drink in one hand and a cigarette in the other) singing:

Chanel Mat Luminére

In color 160 chestnut

Pumpking carvings

Random email chains that go on forever

Bud Light or cheap beer in general

Mall shopping and sales

Forever 21 and my friends

Apple picking in the fall

These are a few of my favorite things

Yeah, that didn't rhyme or keep pace, I don't care. Of course there are things I don't miss, like the possibility of running into someone that broke my heart. Odds are very good that will never happen, er, not yet anyway. I love the new friends I've made, having anglophone girlfriends when you're so painfully in the minority is an absolute blessing. I understand now why immigrants from the same communities stick together in the United States, it's a welcomed change from every day living.

My new favorite things list is starting to include seeing the Tour Eifel whenever I want, knowing that on Wednesdays (my day off) I can go for a walk through the Touleries, the Luxembourg or visit any of Paris's hundreds of museums or parks. There really is nothing quite like living in this city, so while I may miss creature comforts I think I'm adjusting pretty well. Though if anyone wanted to send me

Chanel Mat Luminére in color 160 Chestnut I would not stop you. A girl has to look pretty, no? Tell 'em Julie!

I feel pretty, oh so pretty

But moreso if you send me my Chanel Mat

Sondheim was a genius. That is all.