It’s fashion season again, and I thought that this time around it would be fun to see the evolution of my style since moving to Paris.
I was looking at photos the other day and couldn’t believe how much I have changed. Not just in style, since its always evolving and changing, but also in how I carry myself. How I dress myself gives me more confidence. Continue reading “Evolution: PFW September 2019”
One of the things that I absolutely love about living in France is how much there is to see and I feel like I will never be able to see all of it! This weekend I visited Chantilly, a small little town north of Paris (about a 25-minute train ride from Gare du Nord). It is known for its beautiful château but also for the delicious topping known as whipped cream. In French, whipped cream is called chantilly, just like the town. Continue reading “Saturday in the Countryside: Chantilly”
Well, here it goes. I have been seeing everyone post their plans for 2019 and wrapping up by saying what was the best part of their 2018 and I had some difficulties coming up with a post summing up my year. It was a very difficult one for me. Continue reading “Hello 2019: Goals, plans and yikes”
Living in Paris is such a thrilling experience. There is the bustle of the city, the people out on the streets, cafés on every corner… but sometimes it can get quite exhausting and we “Parisians” need a break (am I even considered to be a Parisienne yet?). Continue reading “Stepping back to Medieval Times : Provins, France”
In August, I will officially celebrate my 4th year anniversary with France. By now, you would think I know well the country I have adopted. This year has taught me that I have yet to learn about the French. Continue reading “Strikes Take Over France”
I know we all have different versions of ourselves. We have the version of lounging at home on the couch, we have our social selves and we have our work persona. But when it comes to speaking more than one language, I feel like I also have different identities.
Continue reading “My Many Identities: Speaking More Than One Language”
I am back in Paris, which means I am back to being the foreigner. Yet, for some reason, I feel caught between two worlds. Continue reading “Reversed Worlds”