Team USA: Missing the Mother Country

I love the Olympics: the tradition, the fanfare, the camaraderie, the patriotism, the competition, and the spectacle of it all. I also love that for a couple of weeks, a good chunk of… Continue reading

For Just One Post, I’m Gonna Be “That” Girl: 5 Things Yoga Taught Me

Today is my two-year yogaversary. I say that in all seriousness, without a hint of irony, patchouli, or lower-back tattoo-age to be found. On a whim one Sunday morning in July of 2010,… Continue reading

The Ultimate Treasure Hunt: Scouring the Louvre

The next THATLou hunt is Sunday, August 5. Go sign up now! It’s fun, and Daisy (the creative mind and organizer of it all) is fabulous. You’ll have a great day! And if… Continue reading

My Favorite Places in Paris: Télescope Café

Making Paris feel like home means finding places that I like enough to make them part of my regular routine. I have my go-to neighborhood market, my boulangerie, my poste, my yoga studio,… Continue reading

Adventures in Expatting: Terror at the Franprix

Take a good look at this picture, my friends, because this is the face of torture. For the uninitiated, it’s just a stack of plastic bags at the end of the register at… Continue reading

July 14 in Paris: Check aaaaaand … Check

Last year on July 14, I was sitting in Amelie, my favorite wine bar in San Francisco, tying one on with my other Francophile/oenophile friends, wondering if I’d gather the nuts to do… Continue reading

Don’t Take a Shiv in the Pancreas: Say Hello to People in Foreign Countries

Back when I worked in advertising, one of the sure signs a campaign was good was if it made other people in the industry jealous, the old “I wish I’d thought of that”… Continue reading

Ventes Privées Hermès

Originally posted on Coup de Foudre:
For those of you who are lucky enough to be in Paris at the moment, head down to Palais des Congrès right now. Yes, you heard me!…

Midnight Special

In case you were wondering what people eat as a midnight snack in France, now you know: cheese.* If real French people don’t eat this, I can only imagine it’s because the cigarettes… Continue reading

Counting Clouds and Staying Up Late: Musings on Freedom and Being Busy

This weekend is my three-month France-iversary; I can’t believe how quickly the time is flying by. When I was thinking back over my first three months, I remembered something that a friend from… Continue reading