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so let's see, easter weekend... the louvre... that brings us to
apres le louvre!
we met melissa at le perle and made american friends over a few glasses of wine
this guy sold roses for a euro
afterwards, we naturally headed to hetfeeld's for some cheeseburgers.
there we ran into clarissa's friend, wallace, and his friend, ed, seen below demonstrating his agility.
then they talked me into going to bc
(black cavados? i can never remember the name).
it was empty so we started a dance party.
it was about as ridiculous as we look in the photos.
wallace and ed, the crazy brits
with wallace
basically it was lots of laughs all around
the next day we had a casting in BFE issy.
colorful
i met clarissa for some japanese
which train should we take? the kema kuma sara slom or vick?
i love americans
"come with respect or get wrecked"
celebrating iryna's last night
ira
rue boyer
i like this warhol piece
so tempted to go to this casting!
friday night, aurelio took us to ozu club.
45 foot aquarium!
too much champagne
attacked by clarissa
don't leave
aurelio's lunettes
sexy dance
vip party with the fishes
saturday i had a rehearsal, and saturday night turned into this:
but let me back up a bit.
we'd been wanting to do this for ages now...
and by "this" i mean dress up like frenchmen
- black and white striped shirt
- silk scarf
- black skirt
- black beret
- and a cute little mustache to complete the look
so we headed to montmarte, and got started
can't take a tour in paris without some wine!
we began at le moulin rouge
a cemetery
my tour book said van gogh lived here for two whole years.
wow.
kinda weird, really.
happy byrthday
montmarte has amazing views of the city
moulin radet atop the restaurant moulin de la galette
(moulin de la galette is a windmill down the street and very confusing)
sante
to each his own, i say
and we finished at le grand sacre-coeur
from the back
this guy felt religiously impelled to do the techtonik across the street
(can you blame him?)
we, on the other hand, felt like posing
from the front
then i started talking to this like 12 year old russian kid, who insisted on giving me his number.
clarissa with the russians
after that it was time to go to hetfeeld's.
sur le train
our new t-shirts! yessss!
my foot itched. isn't that the worst?
aww, claude...
touch-ups
claude et paul
<3
he's the best
so after hetfeeld's it was time to hang out with the real french people.
back from columbia and in one piece!
raphael and clarissa
matthias and i
sunday i had a show.
it wasn't that exciting...
the bathroom had an exit sign, BUT THERE WAS ONLY ONE DOOR!
explain to me
why?!
backstage for oh... 8 hours.
it was like halloween
yours truly, showered in glitter
i think he was the highlight of the day.
monday clarissa came to mine and ira's casting.
ira on the train
peace
street
ira
back on the train
au revoir mon amie!
and that concludes march. april is next!
bisous!
<3
