Right, that's it. In 2015 or sooner I am moving to Paris.
This mess started out as a guide to bagging an adequate male for yerself once ye'r past it. However, it's evolved rapidly into a collective, collaborative space for ideas to grow, recommendations to be made, stories to be told and fun to be had.
Showing posts with label france. Show all posts
Showing posts with label france. Show all posts
Friday, 10 May 2013
Friday, 20 April 2012
Paris, tu me manques
This track, written and performed by a Parisian darling friend of mine, has caused me to miss the city of love terribly. I must return there soon.
Labels:
contemporary music,
france,
love,
love songs,
madame,
musicians,
Nazair,
paris
Tuesday, 18 October 2011
Edith
It's such a beautiful thing that all of her crimes were that of passion, so her actions and deeds of debauchery and bloody murder were forgiven by society. Crimes of passion were forgivable in France, at least...
Labels:
blood,
crimes,
debauchery,
Edith Piaf,
forgiveness,
france,
hatered,
Lust,
murder,
passion,
Poetry
Friday, 14 October 2011
Envious
So Chanel is pretty much the single best representation of what I aspire to. Aesthetically, physically, beautifully, fashionably, wonderfully, sophisticatedly, gorgeously sensual and oh-so-chic-it-hurts baby.
I want that watch. I want that show. I want those nails. I want that hair. I want that jacket.
Oh Karl, baby boy, I want it all, pretty pretty please?
I want that watch. I want that show. I want those nails. I want that hair. I want that jacket.
Oh Karl, baby boy, I want it all, pretty pretty please?
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