Reversed Worlds

I am back in Paris, which means I am back to being the foreigner. Yet, for some reason, I feel caught between two worlds. I’ve been living in France for three years now, and it is a hard feeling to explain, knowing that this is the place where I belong at the moment. I love …

Red Lips, Black Heels

On the wind, 'cross the sea, / Hear this song and remember... Soon you'll be home with me / Once upon a December. We used to chant growing up, "together in Paris!" Here we are, 16 years later, never actually knowing that we would be living together... in Paris. I landed in France in August. …

If We Were Having Coffee

Ahhhh Thursdays. Hello. It is almost, finally, the end of the week. Thursday has to be one of my favorite days. More than halfway done! Okay, now I feel like I am just stating the obvious. Also, today happens to be the 13th which is my favorite number and two days away from my three …

Our Missing Firsts

Moving abroad, all you can think about are your firsts. The first time you will buy a bottle of wine, crepes, escargots, climb the Eiffel Tower, walk down Champs Elysees... you never really think about the firsts you will be missing back home. My little sister finally turned sixteen. She is now old enough to …

If We Were Having Coffee (Or Hot Chocolate?)

It's Thursday, yay! If we were having coffee, I would probably have ordered (or made, depending on where we decided to chat) a hot chocolate instead. Lately, I am coffeed out (yes, I know coffeed is not a word but that is what my mother says when she can't stand coffee for a while and needs …