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.
Thursday, October 18, 2012
Sunday, October 14, 2012
... What a night for a dance...
| Yea I'm fancy |
Wednesday, October 10, 2012
... Green little monster ...
| Shining like fireworks. T. Swift |
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