In Paradise...

found a secluded beach in Villefranche
today I go see where my Daddy lived in Nice
then hopping over to Cannes to scope the plethora of beaches

oh, ocean life.

French Riviera

just got to the villa in Nice
starving but ready to throw down

missed my train of course
almost got arrested in Lyon for an honest mistake

made 1800 boyfriends my last day of Paris
ridic ass weekend in Lyon
bike rides and boat clubs
too much to tell

gotta eat
gotta scuba dive
gotta hit Monaco in a couple days

I am 21 and RAISING HELL

On pense que

je suis française.

Today I was approached a number of times by Francophone people asking for directions or a lighter (un feu) and I responded with the ease and finesse of a suave French woman.

I feel like a French-Dutch-British chameleon. Or a fugitive.

Frinstance, now Cédric and I are sipping Merlot and watching the Monaco Grand Prix, and the living is easy. Vintage shopping at Place de Clichy this week, meaning 5 euro dresses and bags and hopefully I won't go shoe-cray.

Today I went to Montmartre (où se trouve le Moulin Rouge) and took the funiculaire up to Sacre-Coeur where I think the best views of Paris are, and where, 5 years ago, I had French Onion soup for the first time. I love all the cobbled alleyways and the pushy as fuck African men forcing shitey bracelets onto everyone who enters the gate to Sacre-Coeur. I gave them a very sassy

<<Laissez-moi!>>

I'm good at Europe.

A Complete Stranger

I'm meeting Lydia at a mansion that people squat in and do workshops so I will expand (expound?) later. I'm finally sorted out and the luckiest girl in the world.