Showing posts with label paris. Show all posts
Showing posts with label paris. Show all posts
Wednesday, 25 January 2012
Does Your Man Hate Shopping?
Well I have just done you a huge favour. Looky looky what I found for you. US designer Thom Browne's new Autumn-Winter show in Paris. If your man's not inspired by this collection, I don't know what will inspire him.
Want more shopping inspiration? Click here.
Sunday, 7 November 2010
Bonjour Jackass!

One of my few saving graces back in the day when Matt and I visited Paris was night times spent watching Jackass.
I can hear the audible groans. I know. Not something you'd expect from me... Or is it?
Much to Matt's dismay, each night after a big day wandering through the streets, I'd crawl into bed and watch Jackass. The only English-speaking show that was airing on French TV at the time (that I could find). I loved it. I freaking loved it. After overloading on conversations I couldn't decipher beyond hello (bonjour) and thank you (merci!), Jackass was incredible cinema. Cough.
And as if to rekindle those fond memories, when Matt would rather read Foucault while I watched grown men do ridiculously stupid things, Spike Jonze has released Jackass IN 3D!
Matt doesn't want to see it. How rude! Looks like I'm seeing this one solo.
Saturday, 8 May 2010
Hats Lucky

Would you believe another hat in Paris? That's right - hats in Paris (get it, get it?!).
Matt and I were in a department store, I think it was Printemps (because I am sure you care right now, but this is for posterity people!).
This hat, alas, did not come home with me. It was yellow fur. YELLOW FUR! I do not suit yellow fur. If I was blonde and babe-a-licious I might suit yellow fur. However, I am not.I put this hat on as a joke to scare Matt. It worked. I scared Matt. We took a few stealth photos before any sales people could come and hijack our photos. Seriously. We were in peels of laughter. They were fast approaching, and I was quickly, quick as a flash self-portraitising. We are probably the funniest people in the world. Well I am.. Matt, he's not funny. I am definitely the funny one.
Please ignore my wonky nostril. Maybe I am going to get some nose hair clippers for Mother's Day? Gosh, a girl can dream can't she?
Friday, 7 November 2008
Happy? Moi? Oui!

Did I trick you and make you think I spoke fluent French? Oui? Well, sadly. I don't. But Matt does. But denies it. He's a handy accessory to have in Paris. On the one trip we had there. Four years ago. Hmph.
Today. What's making me happy?
Being on the verge of the weekend.
Sweet. Sleepy. Schlompy. Weekend. Sigh. Smooch. Sit. Sew. Smooch some more.
For more takes on happy - go visit Mikes.
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