I may be somewhat predictable when it comes to my choice of palette for my outfits (my closet being monopolized by black pieces), but I absolutely thrive on mixing up textiles as a means of adding depth and interest to an outfit. Silk, fur, leather, and ripped jeans come together flawlessly (as shown above and…
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The simple life in Èze Village
City life, with all of its hustle and bustle, has always been much more appealing to me than the peacefulness of a small town, or the tranquility of a serene village. Nevertheless, since I’ve been living in France, I have been constantly longing to get away from pandemonium that is Nice, especially when tourists come…
Back to Barcelona
I can’t decide whether my cyber-absence has been due to a short-term depression caused by once again saying good-bye to the most beautiful city in the world, Barcelona, or whether I’ve just been slowly, and painfully readjusting to sobriety. The latter seems more adequate, considering a Big Boy of Kronenbourg gave me the energy (and…
Une flâneuse à Saint Paul de Vence
Feeling taunted by the serene, clear Mediterranean waters that surround the shores of Southern France, but that I cannot not step foot in for fear of catching a cold, I set out to discover Saint Paul de Vence, a city reigning in the hills of the Riviera that even on the gloomiest of days feels…
Is this real life?
I’ve been longing for a little a bit of travel, although living in Nice is in itself a journey. But when I pay 4 euros for a bottle of Tabasco, and about the same for chapstick (with no SPF might I add), i’m trying to be a bit careful with my expenses. Thankfully, my monthly…
Took my sunnies for a walk today..
Fall is nowhere in sight in the beautiful French Riviera, and the warm sunshine knocking on my window this morning was inviting me out to play. I left the house with a plan: climb up the hundreds of stairs (or so it seems when carrying shopping bags is your only form of exercise) to Colline…
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