The Highlander: 40 Days of Paris, Day 4
Why 40 Days of Paris? Find out. Back in August, my friend Jenna and I did an epic Paris all-nighter (tons of pics here), where we ambled around the city between 10 pm… Continue reading
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Palais Garnier: 40 Days of Paris, Days 3 and 4
Why 40 Days of Paris? Find out. PS: there’s also a gallery of pics at the end of this post. Just in case you’re ready for pictoral stimulation now. Fact: I’m an easy… Continue reading
40 Days of Paris, Day Two: Eiffel Tower, Cheese, Sunset and Some Bears
Why 40 Days of Paris? Find out. PS: there’s also a gallery of pics at the end of this post. Just in case you’re ready for pictoral stimulation now. Day 2 started out… Continue reading
The Great Paris Puzzle: Figuring Out How to Stay
I’m leaving Paris. That’s an awful sentence to write, let alone an awful reality to face. If you’ve read my blog at all, you might recall (by the roughly 6,782 mentions) how much… Continue reading
40 Days of Paris: Day One
When you live in Paris, you get a little intoxicated on its sheer Paris-ness, and you start to do stupid things, like take for granted everything there is to do here. You sleep… Continue reading
Bad Blogger and LET’S GO GIANTS!
Hello, Interwebs … I’ve missed you! I’ve been the world’s worst poster lately, but with good reason: I’ve had a parade of friends visiting in Paris. The past five weeks have been a… Continue reading
Pozzetto Caffé, Paris: Yes, Please
I’m in love with Pozzetto’s creamy, authentic, Italian-style gelato. And by “in love” I mean that every day at the end of yoga when I’m supposed to be meditating on my mat, I’m… Continue reading
Bourgogne: You Should Totally Go There
Do you like wine? France? Beautiful countryside and vineyard vistas? Nice people? Wine? (Oh, hang on, I already said that … ) Cheese? Delicious food? Oui? Then you need to get to the… Continue reading
French Girl Flair: Messy Buns, Braids, Twists, Chignons, and What(k)nots
Daily (nay, perhaps hourly) I find myself coveting some beautiful French woman’s messy bun here in Paris. I’m obsessed with their twists, chignons and braids (the more Hunger Games–esque the better) and any… Continue reading
Home, Fall, and My Paris Surfboard
As America prepares to celebrate its long weekend and one day of freedom from laboring, I’m sitting in Paris, contemplating how freaking lucky I am to have been given this opportunity not to… Continue reading