The Goncourt jury picked their winning novel today and I'm already three chapters deep, practicing my acceptance speech for the movie adaptation. The ending's better with company, love.
The Goncourt jury picked their winning novel today and I'm already three chapters deep, practicing my acceptance speech for the movie adaptation. The ending's better with company, love.
Halloween is officially packed away and the glitter has claimed my whole apartment as collateral damage. This tangle of lights is winning so far, sunshine — tell me you'd get down here and help me.
Jenna lounging on her couch in an oversized sweater, cozy living room selfie.
Free museums this Sunday and the big fashion exhibition at the decorative arts museum closes today — so I'm getting ready at panic speed with one earring in and a coat over nothing yet. Tell me you'd hail the cab while I find my other shoe, sunshine.
One last look before I head out to the haunted cabaret in Pigalle — I plan to win that best-dressed contest, but the dress might not make it there intact. Tell me you'd undo the rest, love. 😈
Costume's finally done, glitter is everywhere it shouldn't be, and the monster ball at the palace is about to get a whole lot less scary and a lot more fun. Tell me you'd be on the dance floor next to me when midnight gets wicked, sunshine. 😈
Day of the Dead has taken over the gardens out west and I'm practicing my skull makeup before I go — one eye is pure art and the other one completely gave up on me. Tell me you'd finish the other side for me, sunshine. 😈
The chocolate salon opens at Porte de Versailles today and I'm doing a very serious warm-up tasting before I go — apparently my breakfast got messier than planned. Tell me you'd clean me up before we head out, love. 😈
There's a monster hunt and a whole parade on at La Défense and I'm supposed to be heading out, but this pumpkin had other plans — my carving skills are pure chaos. Tell me you'd clean up this mess with me, love. 😈
The first NFL game ever played in Paris is basically here and I've been up way too late arguing with my closet about the jersey situation. Spoiler: the jersey won and not much else did. Tell me you'd sneak me onto the sideline, love. 😈