birthday

during the protest i was cooking myself a birthday brunch.
eggs with cheese and bacon and toast! yum!



the agency surprised me with a birthday dinner at the musichall restaurant





many people came! it was rad.





crazy candle



dessert is funny



dessert is tasty



manu insisted that i drink out of the bottle since i never do (ha!)



this was playing during dinner...
(it's a swimsuit fashion shoot on fashion tv)



the nine train



and this was playing at hetfeeld's (fall out boy... ha)



niya and matthia met up with us



raphael and remi came as well!



and some random guy, guillaume?, bought me a birthday rose





now i am packing, moving to the 16th in a couple hours.
au revoir 7th!



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sweet.

and on french news today...

men who do dishes are better in bed!





and since we're on the topic...
the other night my french friend and i were watching this french talk show (not so bizarre, i think all french shows are talk shows to be honest). this particular show has a booth where a random question comes on the screen, and the guests inside must answer the question.

example:

"what's your favorite topic to talk about with each other?"
ines de la fressange and sharon stone- "sex"

"will you kiss the person to your right?" (i think)
the show hosts (2 guys, 1 girl) proceed a train of kisses and then fake it going further...
not exactly something you'd see on the view, right?

my friend commented that that was the difference between americans and french.
americans talk about it. the french don't waste their time talking- they just get to it.



and in case you were wondering,
french kiss me = roulez moi une pelle
(which translates to "roll me a shovel;" slang always sounds so weird when it's not your own)

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how to

this is how my mornings sometimes go:

sometime between 6 and 740- wake up, eat breakfast, shower if i didn't the night before, get dressed, make up
750- catch the 8 to madeleine
8- arrive, get my hair done
830- 2 coffees and toast with jelly
9 to 930- lounge around, get bored, maybe read, maybe make a video
945 to 1030- dress and undress many times over

anyway this is what happens when alla and i get bored...

part 1*



part 2



part 3






*i spend a lot of my mornings around people who don't speak so good english (as they would say). my english is deteriorating, only because my brain is now used to having to simplify what i am about to say... therefore i am constantly questioning if i can use certain words, will i be understood, etc, etc... anyway, i say this because i realize i sound like an idiot lol, but it's also really early in the morning.

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don't we all?

if only it had a macaulay culkin intro...



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last week

i think i figured out how to make the images larger, finally! haha

last sunday, i took jackson sightseeing to the eiffel tower, arc de triomphe, down champs elysees to concorde, and a bit around the 5th district.

the arc is cool to see close up, but difficult to photograph.
there was some weird shit going down; we had absolutely no idea what the deal was...







half the arch









tunnel



this cracks me up



all the movie names are changed obviously, but john rambo?
rambo has a name?



some french guy tries to impress an english girl



door



kinda sick!



thursday i did a show for ines de la fressange, former model/ muse turned designer



my rack and dresser



niya and olga in hair and make-up



views from the roof











pre-show



first look



final touch-ups



olga and i



olga and her pretty purse



mood



last look



corinne, clarissa, yvonne, and i met up for drinks at hetfeeld's



with paul, the ladies man



best friends



george and i



friday we went to see hearts revolution at pont ephemere.
after the show with american candy



metro



rue de rivoli



les fleurs



saturday was the surface to air party at showcase that spencer was djing
good to see friends again





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just a girl in love.

saturday, i fell in love with chanel- but really just the classics, bags and shoes.

sunday, with lil kim. ( see "all about the benjamins" and "crush on you")
girl is gangster but she's gangster in lacroix. gotta respect that.

and today, with evening walks home in the rain sans umbrella.* **


paris, la cite de l'amour, n'est-ce pas?


* this does not include torrential downpours, when i am finding out my boots have holes in them, or when i am wearing a white t-shirt.
** i did find it ironic that just as i was almost home and just as the rain started coming down harder the song, umbrella, came on my playlist.
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