November 12, 2010

Notes from Paris Deux

so in love with Paris again, forgot how much this city makes my heart skip beats

– my french is returning a petit peu, our waitor one night gave us dinner menus in french, but then dessert ones in english…damn, we blew our cover, we look french, just dont talk like it

– my belle mere robyn is a hero, she flea marketed with me in the freezing cold and pouring rain for about 3 hours, we bought the least packing and travelling friendly things ever, if i get arrested at gare du nord later for a huge horn carving knife, you know where i got busted

– our last shop yesterday was a gorgeous shop full of bijoux; robyn couldn’t decide between two pairs of earings, the woman said, “c’est comme la dessert et le fromage”. it was so true, donc, she bought both. bien sur.

– another waitor asked where I was from, I replied (embarrassingly) Texas, he replied, “chez pas paris”. i cried a little.

merci lived up to it’s expectations, so did bon ton (i did not jinx myself and buy anything in bonton)

Loft design by is our new fave. so obsessed

– back to Londres tonight, tres tres tres triste. good thing I’m coming back in mai (yes Tim, I’m coming back in the printemps)

– our taxi is here in cinq minutes, better go ask the lady who runs the hotel if she found out the paint colors of the lobby


love you paris, M



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