Friday, May 25

PARIS PARIS PARIS ACK



Bonjour! Look at that, I'm speaking french already.

I'm leaving on an aeroplane to the city of croissants and street PDA tonight, so I'll be a little pokey on the updates most likely until I'm back, jet-lagged and only able to fit into my stretchiest pair of leggings. We've got a whole bunch of adventures planned, and by adventures, I of course mean "every single meal for a week", with some of that sightseeing tourist stuff in between. I actually and embarrassingly asked if we could skip the Louvre thinking it would cut into our binge eating time, and was glared at like the type the person who sees a Jackson Pollack and goes, "Didn't i do this with spin art?". Which, actually, is an argument you could make, but ALAS he is a paint plop master and we are all just mere Crayola mortals.

Anywho, I know painfully little about a city I've always dreamed of visiting save for a Woody Allen film and some fringe knowledge about first-person possessive and Les Miserables plot lines, so I'm going to own my Americanne-ness and most likely lose my mind. A semester of French, two weeks of spinning and a pack of Lactaid won't save me from smearing brie on my mouth, sticking my arms halfway through the ends of baguettes and running down the streets like a gluten Transformer, so why stop now!

There's an envelope filled with $500 in my backpack for the sole purpose of throwing down on Colette's counter for accessories I surely do not need. Please don't rob me.

Au REVOIR,
Carlye

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